Christian cursed multiple times as he stared at the woman beneath him. She left him hanging. For goodness's sake, he was hurting and ready, but she threw up all over him.
“Curse you woman,” he muttered as he looked down at the mess she created, his entire chest covered in her vomit. She passed out, Christian watched her for a while, then slowly climbed off. This was the first time that a woman was tormenting him in such a way.
He never had problems with women before but now, it seemed he had turned into a babysitter,
Christian wore his sweatpants and prepared a bath for her. If she couldn't hold liquor, why did she drink in the first place? Who even told her to drink so much? She was a vicious tigress when awake.
Christian let out a sigh as he carried her out of bed and took
