••• Arabella’s POV •••

“Good morning, Arra…” Max kissed me the moment I woke from my slumber.

I blinked and saw that he had changed and worn a crisp white shirt and a pair of black pants, looking ready to do his business for the day.

He must have finished getting ready and was waiting for me to wake up…

“Morning, Max…” I greeted him back, stretched my body, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I was standing in front of the full-length mirror to check my appearance, Max stood behind me and caressed the spot on my neck where his mark should be.

I stared...