It was the weekend, and usually Donovan's schedule would still be tight, as he was still quite busy with getting the Giambelli Empire back on track, but at the insistence of Theo and some of his closer friends, he had decided to take the day off and spend some time with them after all those years abroad.
He admitted too, he desperately needed a drink or two in such a familiar atmosphere, if only to erase the image of that woman from haunting his thoughts. He thought sleeping with her wouldn't impact him much, as many others who he'd slept with and forgotten in less than twenty four hours, but something about her just wouldn't let him be.
Was it because she was his fiancée? Or was it because he had seen her in such a way he never thought possible? Whatever the hell it was though, it irked
