AMAYA'S POV
One moment I was sleeping and the next, I was feeling something so hot, my skin began to perspire. I had been sleeping when my skin felt hot, as if I was close to hell's gate. The feeling was making me so comfortable and whenever I tried to move away from it, I was stuck, almost as if I couldn't move. At some point, I thought I was experiencing sleep paralysis.
Being too agitated, I opened my eyes and found myself laying on the bed, facing my side of it. I furrowed my brows when I felt a strong grip around my waist and a hard rock-like weight on my lower back. Just as I tried to guess what this was, I heard a moan behind my head. It was Maxim.
I wiggled in his arms as more sweat pooled out on my skin. I needed to break free of this hell fire I was trapped in. Why was he so hot? Was he running a fever? How could a person burn like a furnace? I was worried because this was too much and made me breathless.
