Chapter two

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Elizabeth's POV

I woke up and warmth was surrounding me.

Warmth.

A word I thought I would never use when I woke up in my apa-

Uh-oh.

I'm not at home.

The place I was laying on was really soft. And my couch has never been soft.

I felt warm and safe and in the past years I have felt neither of those feelings.

And then... I remembered.

Yesterday at the cafe... those men... sitting in a car... and that's all I remember.

Wait if sitting in a car is the last thing I remember then how did I end up in...

...a bed???

What the...

And then I felt movements.

Beside me.

In the bed.

Two strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me into something hard and VERY warm.

I guess it was someone's chest.

Someone's chest.

Ummm...

A nose was put into my neck and the person behind me inhaled and exhaled slowly.

I think that person is asleep but I'm too scared to look.

I don't even want to know who I'm in the same bed with.

I tried to get out of that someone's grasp but that someone held on tighter.

I was about to try again but...

"Where you going, baby girl?"

A very husky and sleepy voice and I stiffened instantly.

I remember that voice.

It belongs to Alexander Knight which means that... I'm...... in the same bed with...... the most feared mafia boss......... ever.

I gulped.

"Don't make daddy ask twice, little girl."

"S-sorry da-"

Oh my gosh.

Was I actually about to call him...

Elizabeth you need to GET YOURSELF TOGETHER.

My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

I was lucky the room was dark so that he couldn't see my flaming cheeks.

"Well, little one? You going to answer daddy why you woke him up that early?"

"I-I"

Come on Lizzy think of something!

"I wanted to go to the b-bathroom."

"Are you lying to daddy, baby girl?"

"N-no..."

"No what?"

"N-no d-daddy..."

"Good girl. You can go to the bathroom but leave the door open."

"Y-yes daddy."

I got out of the warm bed and almost ran into the bathroom. I was about to close the door but then remembered what he said. I didn't want to make him angry so I left it open.

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