Sylvia had no idea when she finally fell asleep.
With the devil's big hands tightly wrapped around her, she could barely breathe, let alone fall asleep.
Her heart hammered loudly without a break and she was wide awake until late in the night, but the man laying next to her didn't move, and neither did she.
And eventually, the man's warmth and his smothering grasp combined with her own tiredness lulled her into a deep sleep.
After hearing her breathing become more steady and calm, Mikel grinned at the girl in his arms.
"Weren't you so terrified of me, just now? And now you are sleeping so peacefully?"
"Must be nice to be you." As someone who had a hard time falling asleep, Mikel was envious of his beautiful pillow.
He chuckled, taking another long whiff of the woman's neck. He then pulled her even more closer, falling asleep along with her.
