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Aria slept like the dead from being completely worn out. No dreams bothered her sleep.
It wasn't until evening, when the sun had already started going down, that she finally woke up.
She had to admit, this was the most exhausting night she'd had in three years.
Alpha Damien was like a machine that never got tired, taking and taking, completely ignoring her limits.
When she finally woke up, Alpha Damien was long gone.
The room was spotless, as if nothing had happened. As if it had all been just a dream.
She stretched and yawned, slowly crawling out from under the covers.
Only when she saw the deep purple and green bruises all over her body did she realize it hadn't been a dream at all. It had been painfully real.
Alpha Damien was nowhere to be seen,
