[48.1] Who is she?

Edwin’s POV

I stared blankly at Azian's door, then glanced down at my watch. The bastard was still asleep at this time. I could smell him from here so I knew he was in, and I could practically hear his deep breathing indicating that he was definitely still in bed. Not asleep though, his breathing would have been a second longer.

“He’s still in there?” Alessia asked, walking up the stairs. I sighed shoulders falling, “yes he is.”

Alessia grinned, eyes shining, “Do you want me to get the bucket?” she asked. My head rolled in her direction raising an uninterested eyebrow. She rolled her eyes huffing, “well, you’ll have to wake him up, doesn’t he have that dinner to get to with Khloe?” she asked, before glancing down at her watch, “it's 11.”

I took a deep breath out, walking towards the door. I paused tuning to face Alessia who was right behind me, “Give me a moment,” I grumbled at her ever feisty nature. Her eyes narrowed on me, b