Reine’s POV
I was about to pass out from overthinking when the doorbell rang loudly. I basically flew down the stairs and open the door swiftly and blue a sigh of relief Ventimiglia stood in the doorway whistling away like he just went on casual Bach.
I scowled. “Where the hell were you?” I asked stomping my 1 foot impatiently.
“Are you not going to let me in? Someone can see us you know!” he said nonchalantly.
I practically pulled him inside by his shirt and slammed road or shirt. I was fuming and this man was acting like he wasn’t a bloody vampire roaming in the human world.
“Did you kill someone?” I hissed narrowing my eyes at him.
“What?” he asked looking at me like I was an i***t.
“Did. You. Kill. Someone?” I asked emphasising each word.
“Who do you think I am Reine?” he asked
