The Crime Scene: Unexpected Mystrey

/Riccardo's POV/

"You can't be serious," she looked at me amused.

"I am serious," her mouth slightly opened. "You should have thought about that when you decide to disobey me,"

"What are you talking about?"

"I told you not to be late and you chose to come in at midnight," I threw the blanket at her, "Now get off of my bed," she looked at me in disbelief.

"Fine," she took the blanket and prepared it on the floor so she could sleep on it. She then took a towel and went to the bathroom.

"Hurry up!" I banged on the door. I'm sure if it wasn't for our situation, she would have said something.

"Okay," she replied in the nicest tone she had.

"It's been two hours, get out!" I didn't stop banging. I could feel her sucking all her curses.

"Can you give me five minutes?"

"No!"

"Okay," she sounded like she was talking to a five-year-old. Not long after, she came out wrapping a towel around her. her hair dripping wet.