C563 Don't Ever Meet Again

He had slept for a full half-day.

The first to awaken was a woman.

In that moment, her eyes, warm and moist, rested on the naked, muscular form beneath her.

Then, she looked at her own reflection, particularly aware of a throbbing pain.

She realized with a start that the lengthy dream in her mind was, in fact, reality—not a mere fantasy.

Her expression darkened instantly