Chapter 28. My First Mate

Arya’s POV

I felt his presence even in my sleep but I shook my head, Jacob couldn’t come here, he wasn’t stupid. I rolled on my side and when the bed deepen and tingles run down my body, I jerked up awake.

“No, no,” I muttered, getting out of bed and facing the arrogant man who was now sitting at the end of my bed.

“Arya,”

“How did you get in my room?” I interrogated coldly, does he have no fear? This is the fucking king’s castle!

“Doesn’t matter, I needed to see you,” I frowned at his response while he smirked. He was too arrogant!

“How dare you come into my home, my room?” I angrily say, crossing my arms against my chest. His eyes roam over my body and I realize I’m only wearing short silk nightwear, blood rushes to my veins but I play it cool.