He told me to sleep, but how could I when a devil lay beside me, his steady breathing filling the silence, making my stomach twist in discomfort, I was  weak, angry, scared, hungry, thirsty,

I was a mess of emotions and sensations.

Couldn’t he see it?

Last night left me shaken and terrified because of his words, well I didn't expect anything less than this, i know he is a cold blooded gangster behind the facade of being the crowned prince, but i couldn't help but shiver when he admitted it himself.

I turned my head, glancing at him, lying there so peacefully. His face, so calm, irritated me even more. I wished,