Chapter 49

When I woke up, my body felt like it had been trampled by a dozen warriors.

Every muscle screamed. My back, shoulders, legs, even my fingers ached. Just the act of turning my head felt like lifting a mountain.

I groaned and curled deeper into the warmth of the sheets, trying not to whimper like a wounded pup. Goddess, what kind of man made her love train like that?

But of course, Dante wasn’t just