Chapter 42

Giselle's POV :

I don't remember when we had reached the house.

But, my mind registered Venettio placing me on the bed.

I was perspiring profusely. Ugh! Raw vodka is a bad, bad idea.

I didn't want him away from me. The alcohol wasn't messing with my brain.

"Don't go." I caught his wrist.

He came closer to me and said in the softest voice, "You're drunk sweetheart."

Now I was burning with fury. I hate Joana.

"I hate Joana!" I voiced out loud.

He looked at my shoulders and back at me with amused eyes.

He picked me up and cradled my head to his chest.

"Who are you?" He asked me.


"So you hate yourself?"

"Yes. I hate Joana with every inch of my skin."

"In that case, I hate Joana too. Rather, I

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