Chapter 15

Bellatrix wasn't sure how long she had been sleeping for when suddenly, the feeling of something heavy pressing down on her body had woken her up Opening her eyes, the first thing she noticed was a pair of dark brown eyes staring right back at her. A soft gasp escaped her once she recognized who they belonged to and she moved to sit up. But the moment she did, Cillian pressed her down, keeping her from getting up. "What...what are you doing–" She began, but Cillian immediately cut her off, gripping her injured shoulder so hard that she winced. But the pain didn't matter. What was he doing here? She wondered, and like an indirect answer, she happened to catch a whiff of the strong scent of liquor, hanging around him like perfume. Was he...was he drunk? "You're drunk aren't you, get off me," She demanded, trying her best to push him away. However, Cillian only tightened his hold on her more, pushing her down, pinning her to the bed. "Aren't you quick to chase your husband away," He hisse