Chaahat opened her eyes when she heard the familiar alarm tone, and she was surprised. She usually wakes up before the alarm rings and always wakes up in the middle of the night, having one nightmare or another. Surprisingly, neither happened.

She was about to get up when she realised she was weighed down by a strong, muscular arm on her stomach, and someone was breathing into the crook of her neck. Well, not exactly on her stomach, very close to her bust. Her eyes widened in horror, and she turned slightly to see that Mithran was hugging her and sleeping!

"What the hell!" she thought.

Her first instinct was...