Third Person's POV
Early morning.
Sunlight pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling blindingly across the king-sized bed in the master bedroom.
Zander woke up with a brutal hangover, his head throbbing as if it were about to explode.
The residual alcohol and the receding effects of the drug in his system ravaged his nerves. He reached up to heavily pinch his temples, forcing his heavy eyes open.
Suddenly, a woman's face appeared right in front of him without warning.
After a brief moment of stunned paralysis, he jolted upright in bed.
Taking in the absolute mess of the room and then registering their naked bodies, a terrifyingly dark storm instantly clouded Zander's handsome face.
His eyes turned colder by the second, and the tyrannical, freezing aura radiating from h
