Alessia’s POV
I woke up with a headache that felt like it had its own heartbeat.
Christ! Remind me never to have more than two drinks at a club next time.
I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling of my new bedroom, piecing the night back together in fragments.
The club, dancing…looking up and finding Sebastian on that balcony watching me like a hawk. And then, the reckless, stupid decision to go to him a show to his security dragging me away, and finally, Sebastian carrying me through the back door.
After that, almost nothing.
I sat up slowly, wincing at the way the room tilted slightly, and realized I was still in my dress from the night before, my shoes gone, a duvet pulled neatly over me like someone had tucked me in.
I frowned at the shoes sitting beside my bed, lined up
