Chapter Fifteen

She woke up in the middle of the night. Her eyes searched for him around. The lamp was on and she couldn't see him or any sign of him. She kept looking around with her sleepy eyes.

She pushed herself out of the warmth of the duvet. She was the queen of peace and he was the king of Evil. There was no match. Still, they were like body and soul.

Her heart was beating so hard she thought it might jump right up her throat. Walking over to the door, she gripped the doorknob and twisted it. She didn't want him to find out but deep down in her head, she knew, he would know. That scared the hell out of her pants.

Her eyes met the questioning gaze of Travis. He was on his feet, extending his strides at the door. There were four more guards. She was watching them for the first time. She felt the need to have her gun.

"Liam," Her voice was groggy.

"In the office, ma'am," Travis said.

With a slight nod, She paced out of the room.