Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty One

Sabrina’s POV

I groan from the irritating sound of my phone ringing. I feel like I only slept for an hour that my eyes hurt like hell and my head spun like I woke up from being wasted.

With eyes half-close, my hand tried to reach the bedside table to answer the call who disturbed my sleep, only to halt when I felt an unfamiliar weigh on my stomach.

I looked down and hissed quietly when I saw Yael’s ripped arm resting above my navel. The questions as to why I was deprived of enough sleep was answered by the man laying next to me.

How did I even fell asleep?! Ugh.

Looking down to his arm, I almost drool from how hard it was. Ripped is really the correct definition for it. Inhaling slowly, I caught Yael’s scent. A woody and minty mixed with faint tobacco scent tickled my nose.

I won’t mind waking up into this smell.

My head turned to Yael’s face, he is still asleep. There was something in Yael’s eyes that I only realized now. He looked deadly because of his glares, but