A rich, woody scent of sandalwood and cedar filled her nose as she wore his clothes, and her delusion was once again fed with the thoughts of him.
"Are you thirsty or hungry?" He asked and she shook her head in response.
Not disturbing her again, he knocked on the window, signaling for the driver and his assistant to come in.
"Drive," once they were both in, he ordered and they sped off.
While they drove, Tessa would shift in her seat and even hit her head against the body of the car which made Elias uncomfortable.
Unable to bear it anymore, he grabbed her and made her sleep on his chest then dropped his hand over her waist.
"You…" About to complain, he cut her off and said, "You are disturbing me, this position is better."
Reluctantly, she didn't complain and adjusted properly on his chest, then closed her eyes to rest. There was no need to feel bad about sleeping on him, and she didn't initiate it, he was the one imposing it on her.
