ALINA
The first face that greeted me the moment I opened the door was David’s, and he looked very, very pissed.
“What the hell, Alina?” he hissed at me as I walked past him with an eye roll. “Spending the night with him already?”
Chucking my bag onto the sofa, I walked over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. “I spend the night with clients all the time.” Why is he trying to make a big deal out of this one?
“You at least text me before spending the night with them!” David fired back, following closely behind me. “But this time around, you went MIA on me! Do you even know how worried I was?”
I paused for a second before twisting the cap open. Is he seriously acting like I disappeared for weeks?
“Vincent is not going to hurt me!” I hissed back at him. “Why are you so worked up ab
