Zara's POV
I knew Xander was downright enraged when I pushed him away. I could see him turning red, balling his fists especially after I called him a dog. But I didn't care. I turned my back to him and ran out of my bedroom.
Slamming the door shut, I rushed to the staircase, my hand still rubbing my neck. The pain of him biting me wasn't fading away.
I saw the housekeeper departing to the kitchen.
I called out, “Peter.”
Peter looked up and he could decipher I had something urgent and he immediately climbed up the staircase.
“Yes, Madam,” he asked promptly.
“Rearrange my bedroom right now.” I said strictly.
Passing a glance at the closed door of the bedroom where Xander was naked, I said, my voice trembling, “I can't sleep in that bedroom. Get me a new room.”
Peter got worried and
