Arabella's POV
I woke up with a skull-splitting headache and fatigue deep in my bones. I wanted to sleep till the next morning and yet I was hungry. I looked down at myself to see I was wearing an expensive purple cocktail dress and heels. On my bed. I couldn't for the life of me remember what happened yesterday except in bits and pieces.
I remembered Margaret and how I'd collected the dress from her. The large hall with the twinkling lights and the food. Then blurs of memories and Alpha Luciano carrying me. Alpha Luciano carrying me? Yeah, I must have really had something strong.
I placed my hand on my head as though it would keep my brain from leaking out of my ear. I hadn't taken any alcohol so where was this coming from?
I removed the shoes and the gown. There was a bowl of water b
