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Aurora The past week has been…different. Ever since I came up with that plan that indirectly pushed Jonathan’s buttons, he’s been shedding some of his façade. Not all of it. He still punishes so thoroughly for every night I spend in his bed, but it’s a start. Besides, is it really punishment if I get off on it? The jury is still out on that one. All I know is that with every night I sleep atop of him, I get closer to the man everyone is afraid to talk to, let alone come within his vicinity. I haven’t stopped thinking about the words he told me the other day. The fact that I’m the first person to share his bed. Surely Alicia used to? But then again, they did have separate rooms. Just like he and I did in those first couple of months. Maybe Alicia never demanded to enter his room in the first place. A man like Jonathan doesn’t give in without being coerced into something, or at least being given all the right reasons to go through with it. That’s why I decided to go one step further toda