The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 927

In the heavy aftermath of their night together, Danny looks down at her with an even darker, more satisfied gaze. Tara is completely boneless, melted into the sheets, too exhausted to move a single muscle.

Always the attentive lover, Danny effortlessly scoops her into his arms and carries her to the master bathroom, carefully washing her under the warm spray of the shower. The luxurious pampering revitalizes her, washing away the bone-deep exhaustion. By the time she slips back into bed, her skin is luminous and she feels wonderfully refreshed.

"Still have energy?" Danny murmurs, his voice a low rumble as he cages her in. "Looks like I didn't work hard enough."

He moves to cover her body with his again, but this time, Tara doesn't indulge him. She shoves firmly against his chest. "Down, boy. I have actual work to do."

She grabs her father's old phone from the nightstand, powers it on, and begins swiping through the empty menus, her brow furrowed in concentration.

"That's your actual work?" Danny asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Obviously," she huffs, glaring at him.

Determined, Tara spends another hour trying to crack it, but as midnight approaches, exhaustion finally catches up to her. Seeing Danny stifling a yawn beside her makes her heart ache; he has to be at the executive office early tomorrow morning.

Defeated for the night, she turns off the lamp, wraps her arms around his waist like a giant teddy bear, and closes her eyes.

"Don't stress over it," Danny whispers into her hair, kissing her forehead. "We'll look at it together every night. Eventually, we'll catch a detail we missed."