CHAPTER 72 -  Exchange

AMAYA’S POV

I don’t know why I get really anxious with those men when they don’t even seem to harm someone. They were patient with me and was respecting my demands at all costs. But I would always get startled whenever that man suddenly caress my hair while I pretend to be asleep. I tend to wake up at any movements or sounds I hear and as much as I don’t want them to disturb me, it always does. Just like tonight, I heard the door click and noticed a couple of huge shadows looking in my direction. I tried my best not to move for them to notice that I was awake. They weren’t talking at first, but when the other one moved out and walked back in, and was permitted to leave, the next thing I heard was a huge thud on the door and the sound of a man trying to wake up someone named, Flynn. I was guessing that there were a total of three people who owned those shadows and there was only one left. He was now breathing so fast that he sounded like me the first time I woke up with no idea how I