Her figure started trembling in fear as she was feeling her legs were getting weak. She tried to loosen his grip on her wrist but it was like if he was made of pure iron.
"Y-you can't touch me like this. This is w-wrong. Leave me- Ahh"
But he alrea...
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ANNA'S POV:
Opening my eyes slowly, I adjusted to the bright sunlight in the room when the incident from last night flashed in my mind. It took some time for me to process but soon I gained everything that happened last night. I looked around only to find myself in a soft quilt that was covering me till my neck.
But, where am I?
I was with Mr. Walker last night. He said he will drop me at Ivan's place, but where am I?
Did he lie?
I quickly sat up only to find Ivan. He was sleeping on the couch while leaning back. There were files sprawled all over the table and his laptop was on.
He slept while working.
But the main question is. Where are we?
I got up from the bed with the quilt in my hands and walked towards where he was. I slowly crouched down his level witnessing his messy hair, his slight snores, and his red nose-tip. A slight chuckle left my mouth seeing him like that.
Without disturbing his sleep, I covered him with the quilt till his neck so that it could keep him warm. I huffed as it wasn't an easy task, after all, I opposed always getting close to him.
I got up turning back and was ready to go when I felt a sudden pull on my wrist.
"Oh my--"
I landed on his lap in a swift and his hand was on my waist to support me. I gasped when his intimidating gazes were set on me.
Was he awake?
Did he just pretend to be asleep?
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Anna tried to pull herself back off of him but his holds were like iron which didn't even let her move. She was too bewildered to look at him whether a smirk come upon his rosy seeing his wife struggling inside his holds. He likes to see her little struggles like a kitten whether he has control over her like a lion.
"Good morning, Wifey,"
He said in his sleepy voice. His eyes were still half-closed as his forehead was covered up with his messy hairs.
"Good morning," She replied back witnessing his tired state.
He must have didn't get to sleep just because of me.
Anna frowned looking away when Ivan gripped her chin making her look back at himself with confused eyes. He chuckled and slowly placed his lips on hers leaving her in bewilderment. His touch was soft, caring one, Unlike his previous touches.
