Holly woke up at two in the morning. The hotel suite was dimly lit, with only the blue glow of a computer screen on the couch.

Ignacio had had sex with her for the better part of the night, but he was sitting there now. His eyes were fixed on the screen, likely watching some indices.

The blue light cast shadows on his face and made his jawline appear sharper and his expression more stern.

Ignacio looked different from how he was in bed. He was considerate and gentle, yet still wild in bed. He was even a bit rough in moments of passion but in a charming way.

Occasionally, he whispered some sweet words, too. Holly could sense his restraint and reservation. It was understandable since it was their first time together.

Holly watched him for a long time. They had had sex, which made everything feel natural. She might be a bit shy, but she continued to gaze at him intently.

"Did I wake you?" Ignacio asked when he noticed her stare. Ignacio raised his eyes and closed the laptop. Then,