Chapter 11
It was amazing. The warmth was something I had never felt before. It bore into my muscles, relaxing every inch of them. I had never felt more comfortable, not even on the bed of the five star hotel I stayed in last year. I snuggled closer to the warmth feeling a unique sense of comfortablness to it.
But where was I?
My eyes fluttered open to most unimaginable view. I was ij Ozymandius' bed with his arms protectively embracing me.
And just for that moment he looked like a completely different person. His face was more relaxed and calm. There were no lines on his forehead, his long and thick lashes dropped lazily on his closed eyelids, his lips were perfectly set in a thin line and his breathe was relaxed.
The sun as if admiring his beauty, glistened at him and made him look like an angel.
But what was I doing in a bed with him?
Suddenly aware of the beautiful reality, I tried to escape from his embrace but his grip was too tight as if he was afraid I would run somewhere.
His eyelids fluttered open at my sudden movement. His orbs stared directly into mine as if wanting to tell me something.
But I don't think words were needed at the moment because he didn't speak anything and nor did I.
After a few minutes of the magical moment, he finally regained consciousness to what he was doing and released me from his grip. I felt a shiver run down in my body, as if missing the warmth.
"I'm going to take a shower." he replied in his husky morning voice.
I didn't say anything as I watched him, his bare back facing me. I noticed how stressed his shoulders looked and how messy his hair looked.
Part of me felt guilty from me being the reason to wake him up because from his face which looked really stressed and his shoulders which were slumped back, it really felt that some sleep was in order.
He swiftly moved to the cupboard as I stared at him. After taking out his clothes, he began to move towards the washroom when I finally decided to speak.
"Why was I in your bed?" I asked.
He turned back at me not expecting this and all I could notice were his abs which were perfectly structured.
He stared at me, not saying a word. A few seconds passed after which I realised he wasn't going to answer.
Grumpy.
" I mean did we do something?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
"No" he replied comfortably.
And then as he turned to go back to the washroom, I made the most stupidest mistake.
"Then why was I sleeping with you?" I asked a little more comfortably.
And in a second he was infront of me, much closer. His eyes sternly stared at me and his emotionless face was back. I could smell his morning breath as he bought his face closer to mine.
"Because you are mine." And with that being said, he was back in the washroom.
&&&
Today was Friday and Fridays were usually a good day for me. I had faked that I was asleep when Ozymandius came out of the washroom and as soon as he had left, I had jumped out of the bed and ran straight into the shower.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Alpha Dorian (Alpha Brothers Box Set)