Chapter 92

~ Charles

I tossed around in bed, finding the weight on me unbearable. It caused me to open my eyes and they instantly widened.

“What the fuck?” I yelled, pushing off the nude woman from my body. “Who are you and what are you doing in my bed?”

The woman still half-asleep and disoriented, blinked at me. “Huh? What is the matter, babe?”

I felt a mix of shock and anger. “Babe? I don’t know you. How did you get into my room?”

She sat up, pulling up the sheet to cover her nakedness. “Wait, don’t tell me you forgot?”

My frustration grew. “Forgot what? Why are you here and who the hell are you?”

The girl shook her head in disappointment. “You are as evil as they say, Charles McCall. How could you forget the night of passion we shared? You even asked me to be your lover.”

“Liar,” I refused to accept something I had no memory of, but then I was hit by a sudden migraine probably caused by a hangover.

Hangover… Could it be that this girl was saying the truth? I immediately looked around, and not