Hiro woke up with a ringing of his phone. Kaito briefly informed him about the situation in the company. Hiro sighed before he closed the call, looking at Alyia, who slept soundly in his arms. He caressed her cheek, moving away a loose strand of hair which was covering her face before he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, slowly removing his hand from under Alyia’s head so he could get out of bed. It was too early, and Hiro wanted to let her sleep. She must have been tired after what happened yesterday. He couldn’t get out of his mind the look she gave him when his lips crashed at hers. Or when he asked her if he should continue. She looked like a scared little lamb, ready to be eaten but, at the same time, thinking about the way to run away. She felt so fragile when he held her tight, wi
