Chapter 38

Lucinda Orlok.

My head ached really bad as I tried standing up from the fluffy black bed I was lying on. I scanned the bed over and over again as I slowly scanned the room where I was. It was completely strange and luxurious. It was times 2 of Trenton's Bar and the room had this strong coffee and lavender scent plastered on every corner of the room.

I relapsed back on the bed, feeling a heavy weight on my waist. I pulled out the blanket that covered me as I realized that I was naked. All I could remember, was a lovely and peaceful night with the man I was so madly in love with. And his banquet hall was filled with so many securities, like they were from some black society.

I saw the tattooed hand that crossed my waist and he had let out a deep sharp snore that struck my senses. I turned around to see his cheeks uneven. His eyes, closed, made him appear so tender.

I slowly stood up from the bed as I stepped on my phone as it leaves a cracking sound. "Fvck!!" I cursed under my breat