Arabel's POV
If there is anything I hate, it is a seed of doubt.
It tends to grow bigger with each passing moment, until I find myself dropping Daisy off back at Ashley's and coming here to LaRosa Club.
I would also be spending the night at Ashley's. I can't go back to the penthouse. The thought of Alex coming back scares the shit out of me.
As soon as I enter, I realize how deafening the loud music is. I wave my way through the crowd, feeling silly for coming here and wanting to catch Richard pants down with Eve.
Richard never cheated in our marriage. But he can do that now. We aren't even in a relationship yet, so why am I doing this?
If this is true, Richard will never see me again. I won't let him take me for a fool again.
I move closer to the bar, signaling to the bartender to get me a drink. He flashes a smile, tempting me to ask him if he has seen anyone like Richard around.
That is even more silly.
Grabbing the glass, I gulp it all down, whirling around to scan through the cro
