Vivienne’s POV

The ringtone that yanked me out of sleep was so loud it could’ve raised the dead.

“Jesus Christ!” I jerked upright as my phone slipped from my hand and thudded against the duvet.

I blinked, dazed, realizing I had fallen asleep holding it last night.

For a second, it was as if I had no idea where I was as my brain was still rebooting.

Right. The mansion. My new “home"—I thought to myself as I finally gained consciousness.

My phone rang again beside me, and my ...