CHAPTER 19: LUCIA

It's like I'm enveloped in the scent of Ivan's aftershave and masculine perfume. I can't stop smiling, so I snuggle deeply into the covers.

All of a sudden, my eyes flutter open as the events of last night start flooding into my memories.

Dancing on Ivan.

Humping against Ivan.

Kissing Ivan.

I abruptly sit up and immediately wish I hadn't done that as my head feels like it was hit against a wall. I rest my head on my hand for a second before looking around me. I'm lying on Ivan's bed. He isn't here, though, and that's the only reason why I haven't wished for the ground to just open up and swallow me.

Fuck, I drank a little more than I'd usually drink last night when I was out with my friends. My thoughts aren't clear so I don't even remember me leaving the club last night.

How did I end up in that situation with him?

God, I hope he doesn't hate me. Throwing myself at him like a whore.

But then again, I'm his wife and not a whore.

I look at the bedside table to see a pill and a bott