Rosa's POV.
I woke up with a start as someone touched me between my legs.
My horrified eyes met the most gorgeous and mischievous gray orbs. I was lost, as if hypnotized, until I saw the most enchanting smile, brighter than a sunny day.
Waking up to a Greek god who was my ruthlessly wicked husband was unhealthy for an angry mind because I forgot everything else, and my anger melted away.
"Good morning, sunshine," he murmured in his deep and husky voice, making my core throb.
I was about to smile back when I recalled yesterday's fight, and I remembered being upset with him.
I turned my face away and tried to get his hands off me. I gasped as the realization occurred.
How the hell did it happen? I was naked, and my pyjama shorts and panties were gone.
I frowned and glared at him. He
