Chapter 8

The continuous throb of body pain woke Iris up. This time the bruises were visible thankfully there was no sticky feeling on her skin. She groaned these injuries were preventing her from moving a lot. She sat up attempting to grab the glass pitcher filled with water unaware of a man's presence sitting at the corner of the room.

"Should I lick your bruises to make the pain go away?" A deep voice echoed throughout the room. Iris flinched from surprise and accidentally spilled the water on to her white shirt. Damn it! She glared at Eris who stood there with no remorse or anything to feel worried towards her. Damn, he's being a creepy man. How long was he staying in this room?

"No thank you, have you been watching me sleeping all this time? What are you a creep?" He pulled out another shirt from the closet and threw it to her. Here she is again, sleeping on his bedroom and wearing his clothes. There is definitely something wrong with his brain. She's sure