Rude Awakening

If his anger could take physical form, anyone looking at him would swear his hair was about to catch fire.

The cellar door swung open, and Callum, completely wasted and clutching a bottle in the corner, forced his eyes open with great effort. "Get out! Didn't I tell you? No one's allowed in here."

He figured it was just the housekeeper coming to tell him to have his meal.

'The housekeeper always j