Chapter 82: Happy vibes - IV

To his fucking surprise, the moment he reached under the pillow of the other side of the bed, he was met with a weight above it.

Had he brought someone home and not remember about it? Blacking out completely was not his style and he always made sure to drink within his limit especially when he was outside his house.

How the fuck did he not remember if he had brought anyone home? And, he thought as he moved forward to touch what was underneath the pillow, where was his gun?

The weight shifted and landed on his hand, making him open his eyes and found. He was in a different room and did not have his gun with him.

In an instant, he turned his head towards the direction, and to his surprise..

Adrian sat up on his elbow to stare at the face that was right in front of him. What had he done?

How the fuck did he not remember it?

What was she doing in his room—