Derek Donovan's phone kept blasting loudly, but he was too lazy to get up from bed and pick up his phone. Who could be calling him this early? He thought angrily within himself, still half asleep. He had gone to bed very late last night, as he stayed up thinking about his conversation with Lisa over the phone. He knew he wanted nothing more than to have her as his, but not entirely in the way she wanted. He didn't trust himself that much.
His phone kept on ringing, and frustratingly he finally got up from bed. He swore under his breath, if the call was from Cassandra, he wasn't going to take it lightly on her. Then a thought suddenly crept into his mind, and he jumped out of the bed immediately, wide awake as he stumbled towards his phone. What if it was Lisa calling?
He grabbed his pho
