Chapter 80 Sweet Submission

• The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across our bedroom as I smooth lotion over my arms, the familiar scent of jasmine filling my nose. My skin is still warm from the shower, hair damp against my shoulders. But despite the comfort of my nightly routine, my mind won’t settle.
• I keep replaying the scene with Dimitri, analyzing every word, every gesture.
• Did I overplay my fear? Was my hesitation too obvious?