I wake with a start in an unfamiliar place.

The last thing I remember last night is losing consciousness on the couch in William's library. There's a vague memory of being carried up a staircase, but that's where my recollection ends. Slowly, I peek an eye open and look around, my eyes bugging out at the sight that greets me.

First of all, I'm in a man's room. There's no doubt about that.

Everything is decorated in deep, chocolate leather and hunter green hues. I'm in the center of a ...