" Y-you are throwing me out?" Anastasiya found herself out of the room wrapped in bedsheet in the presence of several maids and Henri who was here to wake up their young master.
" Yes. Oh, you should cover your neck and shoulder. I got carried away a little." He chuckled. He had time to cover himself up so that he wouldn't embarrass himself.
Anastasiya quickly ran to one of the large antique mirror to look at her back. She almost fainted to see the damage. Along with her elegant tattoos all of her bare skin was peppered with love bites, what's outrageous was that he made a rough A-N-A between both his shoulders.
" You bastard! I will kill you!" She got right to his face but never dared to raise her hand but she was close seeing his smug expression.
