Twice a Wife, Once an Empress

“You really ought to pay more attention to where you drift off,” a voice murmured.



Serenity blinked awake, turning toward the sound—only to find Damien seated casually at the edge of the bed.



“I didn’t mean to fall asleep here,” she mumbled, still hugging the pillow close. “Guess my body gave out.”



Damien chuckled, eyes glinting with mischief. “Well, I doubt I’ll be getting much rest tonight—with my bed and pillow carrying your scent.”



Her eyes widened. “Wait… this is your room?”