Dargan’s POV
I grinned as I pushed the door open, the lock still broken from before. But this time when I tried to open the door, I met resistance. Apparently, she thought that putting a chair in front of her door would keep me away?
Laughable!
Well, I hope she wasn’t a fan of that chair, I thought as I pushed a little harder. The chair splintered into at least four different pieces as it gave way under the force of my strength.
Well, at least it didn’t look like it was a nice chair…
A loud surprised gasp had my attention snapping to the bed, where Ashley seemed to have been trying to sleep. Her hair was wet, so obviously she’d showered in the hopes of washing the scent of what she’d been doing.
Like I could forget…
“What are you doing here?” she asked angrily as she sat up, trying
