Damien’s POV

The morning light was soft and warm, spilling through the curtains and into the room.

I woke to the unfamiliar sight of the mansion, it wasn't mine.

And then I felt her… Bianca. No, Lyra. She was there beside me, her presence a steady warmth.

And then, it hit me. We had real sex last night, not any sex plays or commands, I had sex with her.

I turned over to her, watching her sleep for a moment, she was even cuter when she was asleep.

After a while of staring ...