Chapter 157

I awoke to find myself beneath the blue bulbs hanging overhead in the room, snuggling deeper into the soft sheet, suddenly aware of discomfort and stickiness.

I grumbled a silent protest as my sleepy eyes fell on my box at the far end of the room, still unattended. But something still felt off.

Slowly shutting my eyes with a little frown on my face, the sudden image of Aldo backhanding me flashed before my eyes, and I jerked up, breathing hard and feeling sweat begin to pop out of my skin.

Did that really happen? My hand flew to my face, and I winced at the pain that shot through my head. My jaw still ached, and I was having a banging headache so bad that I had to shut my eyes.

"A hangover?"   Maximo's voice came through.

I opened my eyes to see him standing in front of the bed with his hands in his pocket, looking straight at me. I felt alarmed; Maximo didn't look at me like that unless there were issues.

"How did I get here?" I whispered, dragging