CHAPTER 93

"Who let the dogs out?! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!" A tiny voice sang out from the living room, sounding drawled and weak.

It continued until it was closer to the kitchen where a younger Drake was cutting onions on the chopping board and a pot of boiling spaghetti was on fire. His hands stopped moving as he heard the voice and sounds of objects clattering in the hallway. He shook his head, his mind wandering to how he had met Pamela at a royal ball in the palace. She had looked so pretty in a green ball straight gown that was slit on one side, revealing fair laps. She had rich brown hair and deep brown eyes which Selena had inherited and had all the shapes a man could die for.

He must have fallen for her beauty so much that he thought he was in love or maybe he was and had made love to her. He led her through the dark hallway, stopping at intervals to kiss her. They were obviously very drunk but their feelings were high on end. Drake ran his hands over the firm mo