Ninety-Seven

Erika's POV

I rolled to the right side of the bed and embrace the pillow that my hand reach, but suddenly a memory came into my mind causing me to open my eyes instantly and expose to the person I'm not expecting to see. So, I quickly hit Asher with the pillow and cover my body with the blanket.

What the hell is he doing here?!

"Why are you here? Where is Grayson? Are you trying to do something horrible with me?" I questioned while covering myself tightly.

"Firstly, I am not doing anything horrible to you. Secondly, I am not that kind of man because I love myself and my life and I had no any interest on you. Thirdly, he's not here."

I looked around the room and this isn't familiar at all, "This is not familiar to me. Where am I? Did he checked me into the hotel?"

"Nope. Although this is looked like a luxurious hotel, but it is not. This is Grayson's penthouse and I have access," he answered.

"Penthouse? I didn't know he own such expensive and very enormous penthouse like this, he