Chapter 9

GIULIA

“Fuck,” I groaned.

Everywhere was quiet when I woke up. I expected to find myself in a torture chamber or someplace close enough, but that wasn't the case. The magnificent chandelier that hung on the ceiling, the subtle light infiltrating from the window on my right and the pleasant scent of Jasmine gave the room a homey ambience.

My head hurt, but not as bad as it did when I awakened…

Wait a damned minute! I swiftly sat up on the bed, only to recoil at the searing pain in my head. It felt like my skull was about to be split in two.

I placed my right hand on my forehead and tightened my eyes to stop the pain. Had I known this would happen, I wouldn't have risen as fast as I did. “Fucking hell!”

“Are you okay?” A voice inquired from the doorway.

At the sound of the familiar voice, I removed the palm on my forehead and turned towards the pervert standing by the door.

“You?!” I pointed at him, scrunching my nose in detest. “What are you doing here?!”

“This is my house,” he respon