A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 13

I woke up thirsty with my clothes from the day before still on me and half covered by Jace’s body. Record pain made my head throb as I tried to get away from him, failing miserably due to the hangover that was starting to take its toll.

“Nghrhrr.” Jace whispered. I laughed weakly at the inhuman sound and punched his stomach, trying to wake him up. “Do not touch me.” He growled.

“Why are you in my bed?”

and Aaron are in mine,” he whispered, finally opening one eye. “You go

with you on top of me.”

his legs from mine, then moved to the side of the bed. I tried once again to get out of bed, but again failed miserably.

u were hot?” He said.

want to cuddle,” I explained. He smiles, eyes still closed, turns around and makes himsel

think I’ll go reheat the leftovers from

response and I finally managed to get out of bed. I walked down the dark hallway hearing someone snoring from Jace’s room, assuming it was Aaron.

and two bowls of rice and fried chicken. A well-balanced breakfast, in my opinion.

putting on a T-shirt that was too big. I combed out the tangles I call my hair and returned to bed, finding Jace sitting up, leaning against the headboa

he bowls, turning on the television. “I feel bad.” I groaned.

ractically carried you. What happened when you came back here?”

ill never do that.”

y thing I could make out was something about

s imagining what it would look like if you put on Henris’s costumes. I don’t know. In my state, it shook my head slightly. You’re completely out of it,

hink it would kill me before

ered up and got up early to get to work on time. At 8 a.m., the usual knock on my door arrived and I go

ing Jace if he knew where my father was

li

I turned around, I noticed that Henris’ jacket was leaning against the back of the sofa, where he had

forgot!” I said happily.

at the sight of her

covered the little man. He walked across the kitchen, keeping his shoulders straight,

in front,

all over the kitchen counter, much to the delight of it

e.” He complained to

today today.”

it off. “You

eak.”

the stairs and walked the streets

on the desk and collapsed on my

en questions

me up with a section on a famous person from New York

h. “Should I send a text “You

they parted, me heading towards Henri’s office with his Gucci jacket in his arms and Jace heading to the

oss!” He has

e!” I replied. Victoria

eceptionist from last time seemed completely shocked to see me. She probably thought she would never see me again after running away from Mr. Steve’s office,” he said

mumbled, showing it to

ly recomposed himself. “Mr. Steve is in a meeting. H