Chapter 16
Corey
I may have been riding the wave of luck on my way over, but a growing sense of dread tells me my run is over.
The money’s gone, boyfriend saved. I used up my mojo for the moment.
Time to lie low and recharge.
Nothing feels sweet or special anymore. My win in Memphis, Stefano’s sweetness, all feel tainted by this exchange.
I drive back, hollowness stretching inside me, threatening to take over, drag me under. I want to go up to Stefano’s suite and crawl into bed, pull the covers up over my head and block out life for a few hours. Instead, I stop in Stefano’s office to let him know I’m back, or maybe it’s because guilt about lying to him is gnawing at me.
Leo’s in his office, but Stefano waves me in with a smile. Again, I have that sense of my luck going flat. The buo
