Chapter 30 A stranger at her rescue.

The purring of a cat wakes Kayla from her deep sleep. She yawns and covers her mouth with the back of her hand.

She rolls her eyes tiredly and stretches her figure lazily on the affluent bed that she sleeps on.

“Ahh!” she winches in pain when her hand mistakenly hit the side of her face.

She brings her hand up to her face and rubs the side of her face, with her thumb.

Suddenly, something jumps on her and she sprang up to her two feet, slapping off whatever thing jumped on her with her left hand.

She moves her hand to the side of her body, attempting to bring out a handgun, but seems surprised when she couldn't feel it.

She stares at her body to see that she's clad in a white baggy nightie that swallows her body.

Her mouth twisted in surprise, couldn't remember having this nightie in her collection.

Standing on the floor her eyes roam around the room, then drifted her gaze to the king-size bed and her gaze later meet with a cat on the bed.

“Oh, dear!” Kayla gasps and rushes ba