Jessie's POV
I rubbed my eyes as I walk down the stairs.
I just woke up and I'm confuse as f**k as to how I end up sleeping in my room.
The last thing I remember was me lying on the couch in the living room as Yohan and the boys talked with my father on his office.
Due to constant lack of sleep and being too exhausted these past few days, sleep had finally visited me.
And I'm not complaining.
I love sleep as much as Yohan loves it.
"Oh, good timing. Your boyfriend just went out and he prepared your breakfast."
"Yes?" my mouth hang wide open as I stare at our housekeeper.
She'd been with us ever since I was young and she's almost a grandmother to me.
"That young man with a gummy smile carried you to your room last night and went back this morning to cook you breakfast. He is surel
