The Power Of A Woman: A Mafia Erotic Romance - Plot & Excerpts
I tried and tried to work up enough saliva to moisten it, but nothing worked. I was too thirsty, too dehydrated to even garner enough fluid in my mouth to swallow down the cotton that’d taken over. I opened my eyes, only to shut them quickly, squeezing them tight. The light pouring into my room only served to intensify the pounding in my head. Then I rolled over, attempting to turn away from the large window beside my bed, but even that small movement made me wince and groan. What the fuck? My body felt like I’d gone to war, and not in a good way. Definitely not in the way Stefan made me feel. This was due to overindulgence in alcohol, and I hadn’t felt this way in a long time. It made me immobilize myself and think back to the night before, starting with dinner. That part was clear, only getting fuzzy toward the end before leaving with Laura. Laura…she always had a way of leaving me sick the next morning. I hated it. It left me feeling out of control.
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