Bethany’s POV
I was woken up by the bright morning light that shone in through the curtain. I struggled to open my eyes despite the throbbing pain in my head. My whole body aches so badly and I feel sore, like every muscle in my body had been overworked.
The first thing I noticed was the expensive things in this room, the painting on the wall, the expensive gadgets and Italian furniture, and the comfy, soft mattress that I was lying on. This is definitely not my room, it looks so different, so damn comfortable. I would have panicked and thrown a tantrum if I wasn’t held down by a pair of hot, muscular arms. I could feel my body being pressed against his, his face was so close that I could feel his hot breath fanning my face.