OLIVIA
“Olivia.”
“Mn… hmm.”
“Get the f**k up.”
My eyes flew open to find Lilian standing at the edge of the bed, arms crossed and looking way too awake for this hour.
I groaned and dragged the sheets over my head. “What do you want?” I mumbled from under the covers.
“It’s past nine,” she said flatly. “If you still want to keep whatever job you have, I suggest you move.”
I threw the sheets back in a panic and shot upright, my hair a mess and my heart racing. “Nine?”
She rolled her eyes. “Dante left about an hour ago but you didn’t even stir. Shame on you.”
I yawned so wide it hurt, and rubbed my eyes. Lilian muttered something I couldn’t catch as she turned for the door, shutting it behind her with a little snap.
The moment she was gone, I kicked off the covers and stumbled out of
