Tyrone untied Sabrina’s wrists which were slightly reddened following these last few hours.

Gently, he lifted Sabrina and carried her to another room.

When Sabrina finally stirred, dawn had already inundated the world with its radiant Light.

Its brilliance was nearly blinding. She squinted momentarily, adjusting to the dazzling spectacle before emitting a drowsy yawn.

Something felt amiss.

Sabrina raised the quilt, peering beneath it, only to discover her own nakedness.

a robust male arm

familiar voice issued

of the previous night flooded back to Sabrina. Her countenance oscillated between shades of crimson and pallor as she struggled to sit up, ultimately turning to face Tyrone beside her. She delivered a potent punch and declared, “You bastard, get out of my

her blows, his gaze directed

his line of sight, Sabrina looked down and hastily drew the quilt up to shield her chest. Her ears flamed

“Bastard!”

in it last night…” “Nonsense! You

opting not

well, I forced

however, only served to kindle Sabrina’s ire. She uttered in a

retracted the quilt and exited the bed. The instant Sabrina laid eyes on his

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