AlekPOPPING ANOTHER ANTACID tablet, I rub my chest, hoping this heartburn will go away. But it doesn’t look promising. Last night still lingers on my tongue, and I want it gone. Reaching for my glass of scotch, I toss it back, eager for the strong liquor to drown out the memories of me consorting with three women, but it doesn’t. It only highlights their moans of pleasure.
“What do you think?” Pavel asks sharply.
I have no idea what he’s talking about, and he knows it. I need to focus, but all I can see are Santo’s f*****g hands and lips all over Ella. She didn’t shy away. She looked me straight in the eye, daring me to react.
But I don’t understand how she expected me to behave.
She told me she didn’t want me anymore. That even though I pushed her away for her own safety, it didn’t ma
