chapter seventy two

Irina's point of view:

I got down from the car without waiting for him. I got to the door and punched the passcode and it opened. I entered the house and went straight to my room. I didn't even bother going to the room we share, I went to the room I chose myself. I slammed the door angrily and went straight to the bed. I laid down and expectedly, sleep took over me.

I woke up due to the sound of the door. Roman entered the room and came towards to the bed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him angrily. He just woke me up.

"Lunch is ready." He informed me.

"I am not hungry. Even if I am, I would get into the kitchen and cook for myself." I told him.

"But the food will be wasted. I put so much energy into making the food." He said.

"Like I care. Please get the fuck out of the room." I hissed at him and closed my eyes to get some sleep again.

Before I knew it, he climbed on the bed and came to top of me.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked him angrily as I glared at him.

"You look cu