Chapter 567 - Executive Revenge

Dayo woke before the first light had fully committed to the sky, his body responding to the internal clock that had governed his mornings since adolescence, the particular rhythm that no amount of indulgence could permanently override. Beside him, Luna slept with the deep unconsciousness of someone who had finally exhausted reserves of tension she had carried for years, her breathing slow and even, her face softened into something younger than waking allowed. He watched her for a moment, memorizing the particular peace of her features, the way her hair spread across the pillow like dark water, the small sound she made in her sleep that was not quite a word but carried the cadence of contentment.