Freya somehow jolted awake when she heard the ringing of the doorbell. She slipped off from the bed and reached her silk robe then she strode to the living room to the entrance of the penthouse. She frowned as she tied her robe.
"Who is that?" She asked as she looked at the woman in the monitor. "Why is that bitch there?" She asked him.
"Oh, so, your little love is awake?" The woman asked.
"Ignore her, love. I already talked to the owner of the penthouse. She's here to buy a penthouse."
"Oh," Freya said coolly. "Just let the guards shooed them away." She said. "Sorry, darling. We don't accept any visitors." She closed the monitor and she punched his arm. He looked down and rubbed it. "Babies are hungry." She said.
