Chapter 39

Aria

"It's seven in the morning why are you having vodka?" I questioned getting in to the kitchen.

The bottle slipped from his hand and fell into the sink. It's content poured out but the bottle remained intact.

I looked over at it and sighed. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah. Everything's fine." He shook his head and blinked lazily. I frowned and filled my cup with coffee.

"That's not breakfast." He grumbled.

"You're one to talk." I walked past him to the living room.

His footsteps approaches and he sits across me.

"We need to talk." Mecael's voice came drawing my attention from the magazine I was skimming through.

"Um…" I gave him a worried look. Why would anyone anyone use that tone at this time of the day.

Maybe it was the alcohol. Oh Lord,please tell me he is not an alcoholic. But I've seen him drink in moderation. Only when we were at the club. Yeah,that was once.

Alex walked into the room. His sweatpants were on his lower waist and he was in a vest. His body glimmered with swea