The knock on Alejandro’s bedroom door made him stir in his bed. He was still deep in his slumber when he felt the noise from the constant extremely disturbing door knocks falling on his ears.
“What is it?” he questioned in agony.
He hated being disturbed in his sleep, unless and until it was important business that couldn’t be held.
“Mr. Santiago? It’s me Rachel.” she smiled standing on the other side of the door.
Just what Alejandro didn’t need. It felt to him that she was doing the exact same things that he hated just on purpose to get the anger inside him pumped up loud.
“What do you want?” he barked at her, straightening against the bedpost and reaching for the clock that read seven in the morning.
Who the f**k wakes up this early? He questioned in annoyance.
“I was wondering if
