Chapter 41

• Cyrus :-)
• As Darius guided me into the kitchen, a warm sense of comfort settled over me. The air smelled faintly of coffee and something sweet, and the morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a golden glow over the marble countertops. He lifted me effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, his hands lingering on my waist before he stepped back with a playful smirk.
• “You’re my little taste tester this morning,” he announced, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.