Next morning she was woken by more knocking on her door.
“Bloody hell! Can’t a girl get some bloody sleep around here…?” She called out as she went and unlocked her door.
“Good morning, Ana.” A deep angry voice growled. It was Vincent and he appeared in a bad mood as he pushed past her and into her room, glaring at her laptop like he was wanting to smash it.
“Vincent, what are…” Ana called out as she staggered back from his hulky figure.
“You have another present from your admirer it seems.”
“What! Oh…look, Vincent, I don’t…”
“Just get down stairs…now!” He grabbed her wrist and pulled her out the door and down the grand staircase.
Other guys stopped what they were doing to look at her being hauled down the stairs behind Vincent, in just her pj’s. There was a table in the foyer in fr
