I’m awoken by the wailing of my phone buzzing and beeping beside my bed. I snatch it and check the caller ID:

Unknown.

I almost don’t answer, but then I notice that it’s 2 a.m. and a tiny voice inside me questions what kind of spam caller would be calling at 2 a.m. So I pick up.

“Hello?”

“Sofia.” Instantly I’m awake.

“Mr. Cr—I mean, Dominik?”

“A car will be buy your apartment in twenty minutes,” he says simply. “Be ready. Wear something sexy.”

Before I can respond, he hangs up.

Panic floods my body. I sit up, praying that in a moment I’ll wake up and realize I’m dreaming....