Adonis
I felt like s**t.
Flying f*****g s**t.
I remembered most of what f*****g happened last night, but some of the memories were hazy but were slowly going to clear up in a few hours, I’m sure. The last of the f*****g drugs were still in my f*****g system and I could feel my body trying to fight it.
And I was f*****g pissed too.
So pissed that I could feel my blood boil, itching to know who the f**k spiked my s**t with the drugs. I was still trying to remember everything that had happened two days ago, that led to me getting Leilani unconscious and bringing her here. That was f*****g reckless.
She was not some of the loose women I’ve f****d who abandon all their self-respect just for my c**k. I mean, I don’t f*****g mind if a woman does that, it’s even flattering to be f*****g hone
