Penelope's POV:

"Princess?" Someone keeps whispering that name into my ear. "Princess? You need to wake up."

I groan, burying my face into the pillows. "Five more minutes babe..."

Vincent's chuckle sounds right above my head. "I'm sure your need your sleep. But someone has left twenty missed calls on your private line."

"Take it..."

"They won't speak to me."

Who the hell is it disturbing me?! Is it too much to ask, a night of peace with my boyfriend?

With a loud sigh, I push myself up from the bed and turn around. Vincent sits perched on the edge of the bed, still in his pajamas. His hair flows...