Roman’s POV
The next morning when I woke up, I found she was still close to me, sleeping peacefully in my arms. When we started sleeping together, I never thought there would be a day like this—when she wouldn’t be reluctant to get close to me.
She still had her hand wrapped around me, her face snuggled against my chest, and I dared not move in fear of waking her up. I resigned and decided to stay still, waiting for her to wake up on her own.
It felt so good to see her so relaxed with me. Maybe now she knew I was no different from her—I had suffered like her in the hands of the traffickers. Pity. That shouldn’t be the reason for her to get close to me, but still, I would accept it as long as she was with me.
I was no different. I pitied her as well when we found her, and I knew she had suffered because of those traffickers. I could relate to her, and without realizing it, I already had sympathy for her. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
I wished, just like how I was saved, protected, and taken care of, I could care for her as well. My brothers didn’t like it at that time, but I didn’t care.
All I knew was that I had to save her.
After half an hour, she finally stirred and snuggled against me like a child. She was indeed still a child in some corner of her heart.
"Good morning," I said, my hand gently caressing her head.
She looked up at me, her eyes still half-closed. I thought she would move away from me, but she didn’t. Instead, she silently rubbed her eyes and tried to shake off her sleep.
She looked around—the sunlight had filled the room. "Am I late to wake up?" she asked.
"No. If you want, you can sleep for a while more," I assured.
She nodded lightly. "Five minutes more."
"Sure. But I have to get up," I said.
She hummed and waited for me to move.
I smiled. "I can, only if you let me go."
She realized her hand was around me, and even one of her legs was resting on mine.
"Umm... sorry..." she tried to move, but I held her in place. "You don’t have to," I said, and pecked her lips. "You’re always welcome to sleep like this."
My peck startled her a little, but she didn’t look reluctant. I dared to peck her lips once more, and again, she said nothing.
’Don’t get too greedy,’ I warned myself, and finally moved away from her.
"I’ll freshen up. You can sleep till then," I said, and went to the bathroom.
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Getting ready, when I went to the drawing room, as usual Lucian and Jason were working in the kitchen, and Rafe was idling around on the sofa, playing games on his mobile early in the morning like a spoiled child of the family.
Rafe used to be the child of the home; now Raven had taken his place—or rather, he had a companion now.
"How’s she?" Lucian asked when I approached the kitchen.
"Doing good. Nothing to worry about," I replied. "She’ll be out in a while. Just be normal with her."
The others agreed.
After a while, she did, in fact, come out. She looked at us and silently walked toward her pets. She busied herself checking the kittens.
"Today she’s not looking at the staircase impatiently," Jason said in a low voice.
I noticed it as well.
Just then Kael came downstairs alone and seemed like he had just woken up. Since the day she started sleeping with Raven, he had been waking up late. Was he enjoying his son without putting in any effort?



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