Viya's POV
I woke up feeling sore all over, my body aching in places I hadn't felt in years. The memories from last night crashed over me like waves—it hadn't been just another erotic dream. Caesar had actually taken me while I was half-asleep.
My cheeks burned hot as I recalled the words I'd spoken, the way I'd called him "Daddy," and begged for more. Moon goddess, what had gotten into me? Even now, just thinking about it made me feel that telltale wetness between my thighs.
I forced myself out of bed, wincing slightly at the tenderness, and headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower, I noticed a note on the kitchen table in Caesar's bold handwriting:
"Take Yo-Yo for a walk before you leave for work. -C"
Not even a "please" or "good morning." Typical Alpha behavior—all
