His Twisted Rules

Sweet Exhaustion

Author: Vesper·in·Glass

Sweet Exhaustion

***Marcella***

I couldn’t move.

I tried, lifted my head, shifted my hips and every muscle in my body screamed in protest. With a groan, I sank back into the mattress, limbs heavy and useless. I needed to pee. Desperately. But my body had clearly signed a truce with gravity. I was not going anywhere.

Everything from last night to this morning had been incredible. Mind-blowing, toe-curling, utterly