Turning on my side and sleepily opening my eyes, I buried myself in a white pillow. Strangely, the alarm clock should have already gone off. So stop! My eyes opened wide. My bed linen is blue and not silk at all! Abruptly sitting up in bed, I barely managed to grab the blanket so that it wouldn’t expose my breasts. Turning my head to the side, I saw a sleeping young black-haired man with a chiseled chin and courageous chopped features. This is Dmitry Doran! It took me a second to realize the situation, after which I screamed and shouted “Help!” jumped out of bed, rushing to the bedroom door. Locked! Turning around, I realized that I had woken up the man and at the same time pulled the blanket off the bed. And now an evil demon was looking at me, standing in what his mother gave birth to and his eyes sparkling at me. The iris glowed blue. “Who are you and what are you doing in my house?!