The Enforcer's Sister

Chapter Thirty-one: Adele - A Fleeting Happiness

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on my waking form. As I stretched, I couldn't help but feel the lingering soreness that served as a delightful reminder of my unforgettable night with Archer. It had surpassed all my expectations, shattering the preconceived notions I held about intimacy. The girls at school had warned me about the potential pain, and the textbook descriptions had painted a somewhat daunting picture. Yet, with Archer, it had been different. The desire that had pulsed between us overshadowed any discomfort, and the momentary twinge of pain was swiftly erased from my memory. He had consumed me entirely—mind, body, and soul—and each time he claimed me, it ignited a wild frenzy within me. I knew it wasn't one-sided; I had felt his own fervor reverberate through his quivering body. A sweet smile danced upon my lips as I turned to the side of the bed he had occupied, burying my nose in the pillow and inhaling deeply. A rush of happiness wa