The following morning, the couple woke to the soft golden light filtering through the curtains of their villa.
The birds were singing in the garden. The fountain bubbled gently. The world outside was peaceful and still.
But inside the master bedroom, there was a different energy.
Gabriel stretched, his muscles flexing beneath his golden skin. He turned to look at Lilith, who was already awake, her crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Ready?" she asked, a playful smile curving her lips.
"Yes, babe," he replied, eyes finally with anticipation, after yesterday surprise they were in for another one.
They had decided the night before—a sparring match. No holds barred. No holding back. Just the two of them, testing their limits, pushing each other to new heights.
