Desires 9

Closing the door, I ignored Viona and made a beeline to the minibar.

I poured myself a drink, gulping the contents at once.

" Want a drink? " I turned to ask Viona who was now standing behind me.

She nodded and I quickly served her one.

I could feel her eyes on me. It felt like a million bugs crawling around under my skin.

" You want to ask something?" I asked, taking a seat on the sofa.

" Don't you think you owe me an explanation? " She asked, walking towards me and taking a seat next to me.

" About? "

" The fact that I have no clue what happened. "

I looked at her. She seemed to be confused.

" I don't owe you any shit and nothing happened. " I replied only to realise that it came out rude.

I don't know why after seeing Amber and her indifference towards the fact that I had a woman in my house angered me.

I mean, what was there to get angry about?

But the feeling was there, crawling inside me, eating me up.

Viona looked hurt but I really couldn't give a damn about her feelin