Chapter 147

Cillian woke up first. The car had stopped moving, packed unbothered in the courtyard of the Laurent estate. Beside him, Bellatrix still has her head on his shoulder, sleeping peacefully, blissfully unaware of the position she was in. In the front, the new driver, someone Cillian had hired to fill in the role for Kane once the assistant complained that his job was getting too much, sat still, staring at nothing in particular. Cillian blinked a couple of times, then exhaled gently, careful enough to not wake Bellatrix up. His eyes closed for a second and when he opened them again, he noticed the absence of the headache that always plagued him each time he woke up from a nap. His body also felt lighter, like he'd actually slept, rather than just lying in one spot for hours, waiting for the sun to rise before he'd get out of bed and carry on with his daily routine like some sort of robot. In one word, he felt refreshed. And it was all because he slept beside Bellatrix? Glancing back at he