12. Naomi

NAOMI'S POV

The last thing I expected is waking up in Killian Black's bedroom.

The minute I opened my eyes, I was taken back by the non-familiarity of the bedroom. This wasn't my bedroom. I don't live in a luxurious bedroom with the walls painted black. This was far from unique, this was a mansion. A luxurious Mansion.

The minute my feet touched the plush carpet, I had a feeling I knew whose bedroom this is. I scanned the bedroom, glancing at every expensive piece of furniture in the room. There was a big chandelier that glowed atop my head. The bedframe was pure white, including the sheets, the pillows, and the white couch. The drapes were also plain white, and there was also a huge full-length mirror at the corner of the room.

This room was bigger than my whole apartment. I nearly panicked when I found out I wasn't wearing my dress from last night, but a white buttoned-down shirt. I checked myself and my lingerie was intact. It was strange to me. And the minute I stepped in