Duke’s pov,

Duke was listening to the heavy rain pounding on the roof of his house. It sounded like a huge storm was going on. If he believed in gods, he would say they were trying to send a message. He always liked the sound of rain; it was peaceful somehow. The peace suddenly got interrupted when he heard the loud sound of the doorbell. “Who the hell visits at this hour?”

Duke got out of bed only wearing a boxershorts. He walked to the door annoyed, ready to rant at the person that thought this was an appropriate time to visit. He felt utterly shocked when he saw it...