Emily's POV

“Rayvn? Is that you?” I asked when I heard the knock on the door.

I didn't get an answer. I was too pissed and mad for any hanky-panky business.

I kept on scrolling mindlessly, wishing the past few hours hadn't happened.

The knock came again, furiously this time. I sucked my teeth loud enough for the person to hear, hopefully.

If they've got a wrong room, there's always the option of moving to the next.

Even the weight of anger in me didn't prepare me for what happened next

Before my eyes, the lock turned, the person must have a key.

I was in my underwear, and just...