Jack
My eyes flutter open slowly as I feel the drowsiness begin to wear off slowly. My senses are bombarded with the sterile scent of antiseptics, the blaring white ceiling staring back at me as though it were mocking me.
I realise I'm in a hospital, but not just that; the event that led to this came rushing back to me like an open dam.
A sigh leaves my lips as I try to sit up on the bed but quickly turns into a groan as pain shoots up my right leg.
"f**k!" I curse angrily, and a gasp follows. Out of the corner of my eye, I see movement in the corner of the room, but I don't turn to investigate further as my eyes quickly snap to my leg that is propped up by a hook attached to the bed.
"You're finally awake.” I turn at the sound of the voice, and Alexei, my personal assistant's face, c
