Gilded Regrets

DAPHNE

I woke up to an ache in my legs, a dull reminder of what had happened last night. The sheets felt soft against my skin, but the emptiness beside me was impossible to ignore. Dominic was gone.

The events of the night before flooded back in vivid detail—the heat of his touch, the rough urgency of his kisses, and the way he had worshipped me with a hunger I hadn’t expected. My cheeks burned as