Chapter 5

I woke up with a severe hangover. I even rolled in bed because of my headache. I let myself lie down for a few minutes before getting up and remembering where I was.

I'm pretty sure that this is not my room. The design of my room is not black and white. I can't remember whose room it is. The last thing I remember is someone standing next to my man at the bar. He tried to get me somewhere, but someone blocked us.

who?

I pulled out my hair. It seems that nothing bad happened to me apart from my headache. My clothes are still complete, and there is no other pain in my body. I closed my eyes as a memory entered my mind.

It was Apollo, supporting me until we got into his car. and he supported me again when we got down until he laid me down on the bed, which surprised me even more. He was known as the playboy, and I know that he slept with women based on Artemis' story. But why didn't he touch me? I never expected that he had a gentlemanly side.