Zyra POV

And here he is again, welcoming me back to his home. I lazily dragged my feet in, my whole body feels sore and it aches me seriously. Marcus led me into the living room then paused, “How about you have a shower first? The cold water could help with a little relief though.” He suggested and I nod my head in agreement with him.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind.” I replied with my head low and then the next second, he lifted me in his hands as he carried me in a bridal style up the ...