Chapter 52. Intimacy

Angelica’s POV

I opened my eyes to the two men staring at me. It was still not morning; I knew it from the darkness outside the window.

I moaned, still hazy, before turning to my left, throwing my hands on the bed, and closing my eyes to get a little more sleep.

The chirping of birds was too harmonious.

Feeling something metallic touch my fingertips, I furrowed my brows before opening my eyes again.

“What–” I started but stopped my question when I held the thing that touched my hands.

My pupils dilated, and all the sleep I felt vanished as if it had never been there.

My heart drummed as I felt small butterflies dancing in my abdomen, the excitement reaching to my core that immediately made me clench my legs together, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the brothers from how their gazes immediately shifted to my naked legs.

The thing I held in my hand was handcuffs, which were fluffy and one that people use in role-playing.