Anastasia POV
I don't know where the strength comes from, I immediately push Dante away, rushing from beside him, I rush to the door, locking it immediately, I turn around, my panic-stricken ones meeting with Dante's confused one.
"What are you doing?" he frowns, sitting up on the bed in the dark.
"Anastasia!!, are you in there?" I hear Hannah knock
"I'll get it" Dante stands
"You're equally as drunk, I stop him as he crosses the gap between us, standing in front of me
"He frowns, his hands moving across me and grabbing the door knob
"Next time, try not to put grace in my face so much, I remember, coldly blocking out the heart-stumping kiss we just had, and also, I don't want a copied version of Grace gifts, grace ideas, I don't want them anymore," I turn away allowing him to pull t
