“Aurora?” He repeated my name when I didn’t stir, and after the third time, Mik’hail simply bent down and scooped me into his arms.
He took me to my room and carefully laid me down on the bed before tucking me in.
I only opened my eyes when I was sure Mik’hail had left, and for a long time, I simply stared up at the ceiling, my body still tingling with the memory of what had just happened.
Mik’hail.
My blood sang at the mere thought of his name.
“Mik’hail.”
I allowed myself to murmur the sheikh’s name and savored the way each syllable felt on my lips.
“Mik’hail.”
His name tasted like dark, sinful chocolate, something so forbiddingly sweet and addictive.
I let my fingers drift across my skin, imagining that it was the sheikh who was touching me.
“Mik’hail.”
My mind had completely shut down, and every touch was now ruled by fantasies of the sheikh giving me what I wanted. With my eyes closed, it was so, so shamelessly easy to just pretend that it was the sheikh who was touching me. The sheikh who was finding all my secret places that ached...until I found myself shattering for the second time.
Mik’hail.
Mik’hail.
Mik’hail.
When the last shudders died down, I knew then things would never be the same again between us.
Chapter Four
AN ENTIRE WEEK PASSEDsince that time in the theater, and I had been a good girl all those days.
I had a plan, and for it to work I needed to catch the sheikh off guard.
