Kayla's pov
A sharp knock awakens me. I groan silently, thinking it will make the person go away, but the person didn't stop knocking rather increasing the tempo of the knocks. Before I can react, the door swings open.
“Get your ass up,” Adrian’s commanding voice echoes through the room.
My eyes open immediately, and there he is standing casually in my room. He's also dressed casually too.....
“What the hell?” I mutter, pulling the covers tighter around me.
Adrian strides into the room, his movements predatory. “You don’t get to sleep in, Kayla. Not in my house, and certainly not in my world.”
“Ever heard of knocking?” I snap, sitting up.
“I did. You ignored it.” His eyes rake over me, and I suddenly feel exposed despite being covered.
“What do you want?” I demand, trying to match
