C029: Of Exciting Friday Nights

[SANDRA]

"Thanks, I really needed that, Gemma,” Sandra said to her best friend when they walked out of the club at five o'clock.

It was probably way too early in the morning, but then it was early enough for the sun to rise. they had just come from clubbing, or like Gemma had graciously put it, they had come from clearing their minds. Sandra was drunk as fuck.

She had done everything that she never thought she would but then she also knew that Aztec would still hate her anyway. nothing she ever did was pleasant to him, just because she was the damned wife without a voice.

She was like a trophy, but soon enough, Sandra would get done with being a trophy. She would fight back and hell be damned, if that day came, bargain or not, the Marshall alpha would feel her wrath.

"You look like shit, Sandra, why don't you come and stay the night at my place?” Gemma asked, even though she already knew the answer that Sandra would give her.

It wasn't fair that he had been ditched at the restaurant b