She forced herself to relax, trying to forget he was even inside her apartment.
But only a few minutes later—
Creeeak.
The bedroom door slowly opened.
Amara’s eyes instantly snapped open.
Before she could even sit up properly, she heard the soft click of the lock turning from inside the room.
Her brows furrowed.
In the dim glow of the bedside lamp, she saw Elias walking toward the bed.
He casually shrugged off his suit jacket as he moved, tossing it onto the nearby chair before kicking off his shoes one by one. His sleeves were rolled slightly up his forearms now, and his expression looked completely calm compared to the chaos he had caused earlier.
Amara immediately pushed herself upright.
“What are you doing?” she demanded.
But Elias didn’t answer.
He simply pulled back the blanket and slid onto the bed beside her.
“Elias—”
Before she could finish, he suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her firmly against him.
Amara gasped in shock.
“Let go of me—”
But in the next second, Elias moved over her, his body covering hers completely as he pinned her beneath him against the mattress.
The sudden movement made her breath hitch.
His presence felt overwhelming this close.
Amara pressed both hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but Elias only tightened his hold around her waist.
Then, without warning, he lowered his head and captured her lips with his.
***
It was already late in the morning when Amara finally opened her eyes.
For a few seconds, she just lay there staring blankly at the ceiling, still half asleep and completely exhausted.
Then she slowly turned her head and glanced around the room.
There was no sign of Elias anywhere.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
Pushing herself up weakly, she reached for her phone on the bedside table and checked the time.
“It’s already ten?” she groaned sleepily.