Book 1: Chapter 25

Sasha opened her eyes slowly, her body aches a little, she felt her hand on the bed, but it was empty, she furrowed her brows and looked around the room, her eyes settled on the man sitting leg crossed on the chair near the balcony, his eyes were sharp, clear and cold. She sat up immediately while holding the blanket to her chest; her hair was disheveled and was blocking her face; she immediately swept it from her face and tucked some locks behind her ear with her eyes not leaving the cold man in the room.

Michael watched her and slowly uncrossed his legs, “I never knew you are this scheming,” his low, cold voice rang in the room.

Sasha gulped as she waited for him to continue but when he said nothing more, she got out of the bed with the blanket still covering her. She walked to her wardrobe and fetched out a robe which she quickly draped around and then faced the man whose eyes refused to leave her.

“I don’t know why you are sounding like this.”

Michael sno