BIANCA'S POV

The knocks on my door stirred me out of sleep. Clumsily, I slipped out of the bed, holding my position on the bed until my vision was clear enough for me to stand up.

The next knock came again, louder this time, with Ardan's voice following after. “Open the damn door, Bianca! I know that son of a bitch is in there! Open it, let me…” he kept yelling and cursing, while I simply padded to the door and swung it open.

“Haven't you learnt not to display this madness in ...