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Ryleigh woke hungover, a glass of water and paracetamol on the bedside cabinet. Where was Stefano?’ s**t had she really drunk that much? He was going to hate her for sure, he’d never want anything more to do with her, he naked body lay under the silk sheets. f**k she hoped she didn’t do anything dumb, lookign a ehr nakedness she was a whole lot of dumb. How was she going to face Stefano? She was his P.A. How could she have let this happen? She took the glass of water and paracetamol off the dresser, taking home with the water to swallow them, placing the glass back down. ‘You’re finally awake.’ He said walking in the room with nothing but a towel around his waist. Showing his defined Abs. s**t. ‘Look, I'm sorry about whatever happens after we left the club.’ ‘Why what happened aft