Mason shot up out of bed with a loud string of curses. He was dressed only in his breeches and his hair was a mess. He looked around with wide, bloodshot eyes. His expression was a mixture of anger and fear as he looked over and his gaze landed on Ilona still holding the cup in her hand.
His chest was heaving and his eyes snapped to hers.
"Who the hell are you?" he shouted, "What are you doing in my bedroom?"
Ilona was clearly surprised by the level of fury in the man she faced. She also could hardly believe just how handsome he was. Mason looked like a golden prince even in this rough state. Her fear outweighed her curiosity for him though. Ilona pointed one finger in the direction of where Ian and Delaney now stood after jumping backward when Mason had exploded out of bed.
Mason's ice blue eyes turned and landed first on Ian before dropping down to Delaney's face. He frowned and shook his head in confusion.
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