CHAPTER 64
Amyla sniffed while drying her body with a towel and then, wearing one of his branded shirts, it reached just below her thighs, but it was much better than those horrific night pieces. Trying her wet hair into a low messy bun, she walked back inside the room and came to the devil lying in the bed with nothing but his pyjamas.
His gaze fell on Amyla and his gaze roamed down her bare legs and her hands that were constantly trying to lower the hem of the shirt.
"Come and sleep!" He said before closing his eyes.
She walked toward the bed and looked around. The room was dimly light enough to see someone. Turning towards the nightstand, she pressed the switch on the side lamp, causing the room to fall into the darkness beside the moonlight peeping in through the balcony window.
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