My heart tightened. Why did a fresh wave of intoxication have to surge back up at this exact moment?
Alistane watched me for a long moment. Then he straightened and reached for the contract.
"You're drunk."
"I'm not—" I started, but the room tilted sideways to prove me wrong.
"We'll discuss this another day." He folded the document and slipped it back into his coat. His tone left no room for argument. "When you're sober."
'No. No, he can't leave yet. I need to sign the contract. Olivia can't wait—'
I shot to my feet.
The world spun violently.
"Mr. Throne, I—"
My knees buckled. The floor rushed up to meet me.
And then it didn't.
Everything went dark.
......
Alistane's POV
She went completely limp.
One second she was standing, the next she was dead weight in my arms, her chee
