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Saïda's POV:

I lay immobile in my bed the next morning thinking. It was eight and Asahd was definitely still asleep.

'Guess I'll be alone in this apartment today...well at least until my father returns.'

I sighed and turned onto my side. Just then, my mind went back to what had happened the previous night. It immediately caused a sweet electric feeling in between my legs and I shut them tight, closing my eyes.

'We both knew what we did...yet we later on ...