Danika was sleeping but she knew the exact moment when she was no longer alone. She'd locked her door, and only one person has the key to open her lock.

Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the door. Lucien stood there, his face as cold and as unreadable as always.

Danika felt something different in that moment. A chill went down her spine. The hatred he has for her is back in his eyes. Not that it ever abated, but still.

"Get up and strip." He ...