“It’s late at night, and unable to sleep, I walk to the balcony to take
in the cool night air. There’s a rustling of the curtains behind me, and
when I turn around, Arno is already there, wrapping his arms around my
waist. “Can’t sleep,
chère?” he murmurs into my ear, sending a slight
shiver of excitement down my spine. I shake my head, and he pulls me
closer, kissing my neck, and beckons to the bed. “Then maybe we should
find some ways to occupy our time.”

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