Book 2: I Won’t Touch You

Andrea’s POV

How long could I avoid going into his bedroom when I knew he had kept my luggage there? I opened the door, this time ignoring the bed and storming inside straight to the closet. Just as I had expected. Zion had placed all my luggage in his walk-in closet.

I dashed inside furiously to take them away to some other room when my glance fell upon the gigantic mirror inside. There was a sticky note with a message stuck there. I leaned over and took off the note. Did Zion leave it for me?

You’re moving into my bedroom. No arguments. Delia will join us for dinner tonight. - Zion.

I frowned at the note. Why couldn’t he decline her? I couldn’t face his evil stepmother again!

Now I didn’t know what to do. Maybe I would move out when Delia left.

Anyway, with Zion at his office, I could rest in peace for a couple of hours. He wouldn’t come over right now to force himself on me! Would he?

However, the moment I lay down, all t