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Chapter 52

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(Massimo)

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I STAGGER BACK to my room, regret already filling my chest and making me want to cringe at myself.

Again, I've overstepped my boundaries and done something I shouldn't have. Ridiculous of me, I know. But I couldn't help it. The urge to kiss her aggressively had been too strong to resist.

Never again.

This will be the second and last time I'll attempt something like this. Pamela is strictly a business partner, a means to an end. Nothing more.

I stand under the shower and blast some cold water on myself. As the icy-cold hits me, I begin to get back to my senses a little bit. I'm still drunk but at least my eyes are beginning to get a but clear. After I've had enough, I step out of the shower and brush my teeth.

The last routine before I hit my bed and doze off to sleep.

Fortunately, I don't get a hang-over when I open my eyes, except a migraine that threatens to split my head in half. I stare wide-eyed at the ceiling, wondering why I'd woken up in the middle of the night
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