Chapter 29

• ~Dante’s POV~
• I groaned as my hangover pressed against my skin and skull. My hand is resting on what seems to be an ass. I fought the urge to open my eyes as I remembered shit. What the fuck did I get myself into today? My heart pounded in my chest as I recalled. I was drinking and Candice was at the same bar. I really can’t end up with Candice. If I ever fucked her, I might as well die.
• Is my hand resting on Candice’s ass? Naa, even in my drunken state, my cock wouldn’t even perk for Candice. My body doesn’t react to that woman. I opened my eyes to find myself in a strange room. Where am I? At least I’m convinced it was not Candice I fucked last night. I removed my hand from the ass and rubbed my temples to soothe the pain I was experiencing in my skull.