Chapter Eighty

The soft rays of sunlight slashing across my eyes could be so annoying.

I was having a wonderful dream, but too bad I had to wake up.

The faint smell of oud hung around the room. I squint my eyes a little around the room.

This isn't my room, my bed isn't as hard as this. I stared drowsily at the bed as the memories of last night started flooding in.

I sneaked out of the room in his shirt because my dress was destroyed beyond recognition. Thanks to Zayn.

The only prayer in my head was not to get caught by his maids or guards or worse still his nanny.

And it was a success. I turned the door knob and pushed it in.

My room was how I had left it yesterday but...

Something feels off. The room had a mixed scent of rose and lilac.

And I definitely don't use lilac. Could it be that...

No no no, get a hold of yourself Kacie. She's far away from you, it's just the maids who often comes to clean your room up.

Yes it has to be the maids...

I rushed into my bathroom and took a quick shower. The chi