Immediately, I jerked on the bed with my heart in my throat as I reached for the lamp on the bedside table.
I flipped it on, and quickly its light illuminated the whole room, and my gaze fell on the figure leaning against the bed.
“Jesus! Dimitri, you almost gave me a heart attack. What on earth are you doing here?” I placed a hand on my chest, leaning against the headrest.
“Exactly what I would like to know, Elena, what the f**k are you doing here?” His voice was harsh and cold with a smooth blend of anger.
“Sleeping, obviously,” I bit out with rage of my own.
He didn't move a muscle nor an inch from where he stood. “Don't use that damn tone on me, this isn't where you sleep—”
“You don't get to decide that —”
“Trust me, Elena, I get to decide that and many more. You're going to be
