Chapter 60

Lyzza was jolted awake by something wet dripping on her shoulder. She groaned and pushed the offending object away. She heard a laugh but decided to bury her face deeper into the soft, fragrant pillow. The familiar scent of her favorite perfume wafted into her nostrils, and she greedily breathed it in.

"Wake up, Strawberry. It's already ten," a voice said.

She groaned again in protest. Who was this person disturbing her sleep? She was still sleepy, and it felt like her whole body got beat up.

Wait, beaten up? She suddenly sat up and hit her head on something hard.

"Ouch," the man complained.

Lyzza felt dizzy for a moment before caressing her sore head and looking up at the man in front of her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes wide with shock and anger. She hit his arm before she could even recall what had happened last night.

"This is our room," he replied, ignoring the loud smack of her palm on his arm.

"Our? I'm the only boarder here—shit!"

She noticed the expensive fu