Ella's POV
I sat slumped in a chair, my head spinning, as I drifted in and out of consciousness.
After the incident in the bathroom, I'd had a few too many drinks, unable to cope with everything that had happened to me that evening. Artemis was beside me, silently watching while sipping from his glass.
I leaned into him and mumbled, "I want to go home. Please order a taxi for me."
He looked at me, clearly worried. "It's too late, Ella. James is already off work. I can't let you go home with a random taxi driver in this state."
Oh. Where would I stay tonight?
Artemis explained that there was a hotel in the building and suggested we could lodge there.
The entire situation reminded me of that night at the club when Artemis had taken me to his home.
If we stayed together, anything
