Chapter 5

Fri, 03 Oct 2025 14:05:20 +0000

The soft light filtering through the ornate window lattice was a gentle lie. Meher woke slowly, not to the familiar ache of her own cot, but to the overwhelming softness of silk beneath her, the faint, masculine scent of the bedding. For a moment, a blissful, blank moment, there was nothing. Then, like a viper uncoiling in her belly, the memories struck.