Isn’t fair.

“Do you like him?”Lorenzo asked,tentatively with his heart in his throat.

“Like who?“She purred.

“Lucien.”

She suddenly chuckled and start spurting gibberish.

Lorenzo rolled his eyes.

When he placed her on the bed,he started to change her outfit but the thought of that man still bothered him.

Can’t she for once focus only on him?

He knew he shouldn’t probe further but some people seem to be very honest when drunk.

“Will you still be in touch with Lucien?”He asked.

She giggled,stupidly.”He…he has to teach me how to paint…”

For the umpteenth time,Lorenzo wondered why he didn’t go into painting instead.

“Do you think he’s good enough for you?”He probed again.

She grinned.”I like…I’m falling in love with….with…”

His eyes widened.”With who?”

And then she fell into the bed and fell asleep.

His fist clenched as he fought against the urge to wake her up.

She couldn’t just leave someone hanging like this.

This was so upsetting.

He used to be so free of all this conflicting emotions.

Now,she ha