Chapter 101: Wet Dreams

As the hours passed and the night deepened, the house was enveloped in a calm silence. It was around 4:15 a.m. when Aurora's eyes fluttered open. She blinked, adjusting to the darkness of the room, and then slowly sat up, feeling something unusual.

She reached down, lifting the duvet off her body, and immediately noticed the dampness on her sheets and pajamas. Her face flushed with embarrassment as she realized what had happened—it was a wet dream, and the thought of Ambrose had been the cause.

Aurora glanced at the clock beside her bed and saw that it was already close to morning, just after 4:15 a.m. She sighed, knowing that sleep would probably not return. She got up from the bed, quickly changed out of her damp clothes, and slipped into something fresh and comfortable.

Deciding to distract herself, she picked up her laptop from the bedside table, opened it, and started working on some tasks. The quiet hum of the machine filled the room as she typed away, trying to focus on he