Chapter 28

"Did you really love me?" Charles' words slurred from alcohol.

"What's the point of answering that question?" Stella replied, annoyed by his constant questions and accusations.

"You're mine, right?" Charles staggered toward her.

Stella sighed and, instead of avoiding him, she steadied him before he could stumble. She knew he wouldn't harm her like this. She couldn't bring herself to push him out of the room, especially with Ramon possibly worrying if he found out Charles hadn't slept yet.

"Shh... Stella..." Charles mumbled.

"Damn!" she cursed as Charles' face fell against her chest, nearly causing her to stumble.

"Stella... why are you doing this to me?" he moaned.

"What the hell, Charles? You know you can't handle yourself when you're drunk, yet you drank so much?" she scolded, struggling to guide him toward the bed.

She managed to drop him onto the bed, ending up on top of him.

But even in his drunken state, he wouldn't release her.

"Charles, let go and go to sleep!"

"Uhmm