"Xander wake up. You have to work now."
Xander. The man didn't move an inch which made Rosalie sigh for the umpteenth time. It was almost seven o'clock and usually, Xander would leave at half past eight. The man had not yet returned home to get ready for his office and was still engrossed in continuing his dream. What else would Rosalie have to do to wake him up?
Rosalie rolled her eyes for a moment. He looked at Xander's cell phone lying on the table and picked it up to set the alarm on a high note. Rosalie held back her laughter as she chose the right tone so Xander would wake up from his sleep. Rosalie brought the phone to Xander's ear and soon the alarm rang loudly which then startled Xander and opened his eyes wide.
