Nina was sprawled across the bed, in her deep sleep. The quilt was tightly wrapped around her as she hadn't put on the clothes after enjoying her time with Andrew.
She must be dreaming of buying the White Palace because there was a constant smile playing on her lips.
Suddenly the warmth, she was enjoying vanished, and the quilt was yanked off her body. She groaned and stirred with eyes still shut. She didn't want to leave the White Palace in her dream as she had already bought it.
Her hands moved in the air, trying to grab back the quilt when Andrew's sharp voice pierced through her ears.
"Oh, come on! Who sleeps like a dead after being called multiple times? Even my son never did this when he was a teenage brat."
Nina blinked her eyes open trying to understand what was going on and where was she. Brushing back her fingers through her hair, she watched Andrew, and tried to remember who he was.