CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  FLEUR POV

  I woke up the next morning feeling so sore, Mateo almost broke my waist last night due to his rough pounding.

  He's not on the bed anymore, I picked up my clothes and put them on one by one.

  Stepping down the bed, I dragged my legs out of the room so as not to be late for work.

  Then, Mateo came out of the room with a tray containing small plates, steaming hot.

  " Good morning, Mateo "I stuttered feeling so embarrassed, The bed is so rough and stained with blood and his spe*rm.

  I should have cleared it.

  " I will clear it out "I mumbled immediately he took his eyes there.

  " Good morning, How are you doing? "He asked and I nodded.

  " I'm good, I prepared some soup for us, Come over to lick it before I wash you up "

  " Uhmmm, I'm sorry but I need to go to work,I...."

  " Don't worry, You're not late already, You should take the day off, You're still sore "

  " Alright, thank you "I stuttered before walking slowly you to him.