Zaira’s POV
I woke up a few hours later after passing out.
“Mmm.” I moaned softly as I slowly opened my eyes, glancing around, I noticed that I was still on the bed and there was a chest in front of me.
I had just opened my eyes and I could barely remember anything but the sight of the chest made me calm for some reason.
I blankly stared at it for a moment. The sense of security I got from just the sight of it was strange to me. I yawned. I had the urge to go closer, so I did just that. I moved closer and snuggled up against the chest.
Large arms spread out and surrounded me in that moment.
“Awake?” A gruff voice said into my ear after pressing a soft kiss on it.
I nodded in response. Although the voice seemed a bit different, I identified the person as Damon without even looking up
