Sebastian's POV
Watching Sofia fall asleep so peacefully as soon as I put her in bed stirred a cocktail of emotions in me that I couldn't quite understand. This woman had fought not only for her life, but for mine as well, without even knowing me well. I sighed, as I looked closely at her wounds; although she had stopped bleeding, she had a stab wound on the index finger of her left hand and was trembling slightly. I got up and went to the living room to look for the emergency kit that all the rooms in these hotels always have, when a knock on the door made me go to look through the peephole.
"Hey, Hermes," I said when I saw Ian.
He was looking at me with a neutral expression. "And the girl?"
"Sound asleep, probably drugged," I blurted out without thinking much about it.
"What the hel
