So Much Of Her Enemy

The next morning was a follow-up of Alyssa's mysterious plans.

The morning sun reflected brightly on the dark brown curtain making her squint her eyes tightly.

She stirred awake with a soft moan.

Fluttering her lethargic eyes, Alyssa felt cramped and stiff, the comfortable mattress did help a great deal to deliver her a peaceful sleep despite her miserable night.

She slowly sat up and realized that she was indeed not in her room, but in a room that exhumed manliness and masculinity.

Glancing at the whole room, Alyssa couldn't restrain the little smile that tugged at her lips; due to the dark brown and white colors that the entire room was made of.

Just then, her sight caught on the white-colored sofa, with a sturdy and tall figure lying somewhat uncomfortably in it.

Of course, she knew it was the Young Master of the Devons household.

‘This is sure to work,’ she thought to herself with her eyes staring at his back hollowly.

How gentlemanly of him—he chose to lay on the sofa even when h