Chapter Seventy Eight
Emory's POV
"Hello" Alessandro's guffy voice sounded from the other side of the line. "Emory see you there?" He added and this time, I noticed his voice sounded more hideous than necessary, not to mention how thick and husky it was.
Had he been drinking?
"Are you drunk?" I couldn't help but ask, feeling over the edge that he was so out of his wits. Alessandro hardly ever drinks to the point where he gets drunk.
"So sweet of you y notice" he started off but continued to speak before I could respond. "It's been two hell weeks, baby. When would you be back? When would you forgive me? You would throw punches at me and even hit my sides…. Tickle me until my nose begins to drip but do not keep mute."
"I know right" my voice was cranky. I wouldn't lie, I missed Aless
