Namara's POV:

“The fuck!” I said, muttering even more curses under my breath as I woke up, my eyes fluttering open to the dim light filtering through the curtains.

The clock on the nightstand showed that it was 5:48 AM and it made my heart race. ‘Damn it, I had overslept, well, not really overslept.’

I had to leave now, before Samuel and Cynthia stirred and caught us in this compromising position because the last thing I needed was for them to see me sneaking out of Alexander's ...