#Chapter25
Exhausted and well spent Ella right away drowned into a dreamless sleep. She was feeling so light and peaceful which she shouldn't. She had given in to passion instinctively and what bothered her most was, it felt right.
How come spending a passionate night with an unknown man is so right? So pure?
Who was this person who was always around her in shadows? Who was this person with whom she frequently finds herself in a compromising situation?
Who exactly was Xander?
Why does she feel an air of home around him?
/"Sleep well, Ella./" She heard Xander whisper in her ear and kiss her forehead and in mere moments she was in a deep sleep.
Xander couldn't take his eyes off the sleeping beauty in his arms. How long has he waited for this divine moment to have her in his arms, close to him, close to his heart.
How long he has dreamt of kissing her all night and day?
