Ivelle’s POV
I stared at him baffled and wondered how he got into my room and what for.
“Are you okay?” He questioned again, in between his cold demeanor, I could see the worry in his eyes no matter how he tried to hide it.
“What are you doing here?” I brushed his hands away from my shoulders and scooted away from him. “Are you a pervert or what?” I asked, I said changing the subject, trying to act all cool so he won’t bother me anymore.
“The maids brought it to my attention that you were screaming your lungs out like you were having a nightmare.” He explained, sensing my discomfort. He moved away from me and believe me, I felt safer with him at that distance.
“I’m fine.”
“Are you-“
“I said I’m fine! It’s only a nightmare, I can deal with it snap leave.” I interrupted him harshly,
