Chapter 21

Atasha's POV

I woke up with a heavy arm wrapped around my waist and a face buried in my neck.

When everything sinks in I felt my cheeks heat.

"Shit," I cursed and I was about to get off his hold when he pulled me even closer.

"Stay," he whispered in my ears which made me swallow hard and I felt my body freeze.

"I-I have work," I uttered stuttering.

"It's still early Atasha," he responded and buried his face even more.

After a while, he lifted his head and then looked directly into my eyes.

I couldn't hold the intensity of his stare so I looked away to avoid his gaze.

"Shy now, wife?" he asked and it is obvious in his tone that he is teasing me.

"No, I'm not," I defended because I don't want him to use what happened last night against me.

"I didn't expect you to be good at moaning," he uttered. I looked at him and gave him a death glare.

"Oh shut up," I rolled my eyes at him then forcefully removed his arms around me but his hold tightens keeping me in place.

"Five minutes Atasha," he