Chapter 15 (Break the bond)

“Hey Love!” he whispered and I couldn’t move.

He had his one hand around my waist and the other on the back of my neck. He pulled me closer towards him and his lips touched mine. His lips were as cold as it could be and the kiss transferred that chilliness into me and my whole body felt pleasure at that coldness.

“It’s awkward, what are you doing?”

I heard a voice but didn’t stop devouring his lips.

“Zayla, get up.”

I couldn’t care less about that voice.

“Zayla! GET UP.”

My eyes opened hearing that loud voice and I found myself alone on my bed and Hannah was looking at me with weird expression plastered on her face. It was a dream. F*** I dreamt of him and I-

“Ms. Zayla.”

I heard my name again, discontent to why she woke me from my deep sleep. “What?” I asked her.

“Tell me honestly what were you dreaming of?”

“What do you mean? I dreamt nothing, I never dream anything.”

She did not need to know.

“Oh, really?” she smirked. “Then did you make those sensual sounds in your sleep?”

I didn’