(Ava's POV)
My head throbbed. I felt embarrassed, humiliated—reduced to nothing.
"Congratulations, Ava. You’ve successfully made a fool out of yourself. Anytime Walter sees you, he’ll always remember you as the drunk woman who stripped herself naked and desperately begged him for sex."
The thought made my stomach churn. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying that when I opened them, I’d wake up in my bed and realize it had all been a bad dream. But when I peeked, reality hit me like a freight train. I was still here. And worse—Walter was staring at me.
My lips curled in a mix of disgust and frustration. I bet he could draw my naked body with his eyes closed at this point.
Oh, f**k!
What if he told Damon? Damon would mock me for life, saying I refused to sleep with him but had no problem th
