“Why are you on her bed?” Adrian repeated for the fifteenth time.

“I can’t hear you.” Ashford said. “And who are you to tell me where to stay? This room belongs to me too, do you understand me?”

Adrian frown grew wide. “You can’t stay on her bed and expect me not to complain about it, there are a lot of rooms for you to stay but you chose this one.”

“That is because I should be getting married to her if only you didn’t show up. Stupid mate bond.”

He laid back on the bed and picked up the book. He had dropped the book when Adrian showed up...