Cemil’s POV
I gasped, clutching my stomach and shifting away from the hybrids in my cell. This wasn't what I was hoping I'd wake up to. How long have they been staring at me as I slept? What were they doing here? Were they allowed to come in here without any supervision?
It wasn't a secret anymore that these two wanted me dead so why would the enforcers let them come to see me? The eldest brother smirked at me as I tried to recall what his name was but it seemed the shock I was into by waking to their gazes locked on me, made my brain a little too slow to identity recognition.
"Your sleeping habits are cute." Surprising me, it was the young brother in the room that spoke first.
The eldest snorted while looking me up and down. I felt self-conscious with that as I wasn't modestly
