Since my enjoyment was interrupted, I decided to go to the nearest bar. I should have a drink rather than go back to the hideout or underground. Maybe Ezekiel is still there, and I don’t even want to see him again. Not now that we just have a conversation.
Shit! I f*****g forgot that he was with his allies. Thinking about that, they literally heard what our conversation was all about. Damn it! How can I forget that? I mean, we could’ve just talked about that without saying that term—one-night stand. But what can I do? I can’t turn back time and fix what I’ve done. I didn’t think twice, and now, I regret everything I’ve said.
“Destin,” a familiar voice articulated after I instantly drank the tequila. Bitterness touched my throat as I swallowed the wine, making my forehead crumpled in disg
