A frown swooped across Brian’s face. He lifted her up, walked up to the sofa, and laid her down.
"f**k!" The little woman, with her eyes closed, had fallen asleep like a quiet doll. He could only withhold his passion, wrap her with his suit, carry her out the SVIP lounge, and take the elevator down.
Outside the hotel, when Garwood saw Brian coming out with Alessa, he immediately opened the door and held it for them. "Sir, what's the matter with Ms. Schultz?" "Too much drink." Brian held Alessa into the back seat, and then he stepped in too, his face darkening.
"Beverly Hills." He commanded.
*
The next morning, when the daylight streamed into the room, Alessa woke up from the hangover;
her head still hurting. With her eyes closed, she thought about yesterday’s events. She drank too mu
