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Saïda's POV:

Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked around. It wasn't a dream. I was in Asahd's arms. He'd wrapped me up and I had my head resting on his chest.

It was still dark outside and I looked at the huge clock on the wall.

'Five o'clock...'

Weakly, I raised my head and looked at him. He was fast asleep and clearly as exhausted as I was.

'He finally made love to me...'

I bit my lip, goosebumps taking over my skin as I recalled what had ...