I stare at his dark orbs in shock while he sits on my sofa.
With one leg placed on the other and an irritating smirk plastered on his face.
The very thought of him sitting there and staring at my sleeping self, made a shiver run down my spine.
"What the hell are you doing here? How did you come inside?"
I asked, staring at the door, which was still locked.
"I think you are not in the habit of listening to orders, mate."
"Wasn't I clear when I said, keep your door open?"
The coldness and vanity in his voice made me more angry at him.
First, he has the audacity to invade my privacy, and then he questions me like he is my superior.
"You got me right, Alpha. I am not in the habit of listening to orders, especially from the likes of you."
He stares, hardening his jaw while I push asid
