48| DRUNK TO STUPOR

AIDEN

"What the hell?" Were the first words that escaped my mouth on seeing the state of Persy's room. Her door had not been locked, so I had entered here freely, without knocking or any need to use my master card. What if it were someone else?

She was sprawled on the floor, mumbling incoherent words to herself, whilst pillows, bags and even a broken bottle lay on the floor, all around her. There was liquid on the tiles as well, and I knew it was whiskey from the strong smell of it.

Fuck, she had probably overdosed on this.

I took off my suit and hung it away, loosening my tie as well and unbuttoning the tight shirt. I rolled the sleeves and untucked it, before rushing to her.

I got to where she lay and got down on my knees, pulling her to a sitting position. She was still dressed in her corporate shirt and pants for work, but both were now slightly soaked in the alcohol she had laid in. Thankfully, no broken piece of bottle had pierced her; I made sure to check thoroughly to avo