I woke up with my head pounding like someone had trapped a drummer inside my skull. For a second, I didn’t move. I just lay there, eyes squeezed shut, trying to remember where I was. The bed was big, and the bedroom spacious, the design giving off a sense of luxury—like royalty. I groaned and rolled onto my side. The ceiling was unfamiliar, and the walls, too. My stomach churned as memories rushed back in broken flashes: flashing lights, loud music, my body moving, and something hard grinding against my backside. “Oh God,” I muttered. I sat up slowly, clutching the side of my head. Did I follow that guy home? No… you’re not that type, Charlotte. I noticed my dress from last night was gone. My feet dangled off the bed, bare against the cool tiles. Where am I? I tried to remember more. Leo had a live stream… a strange woman… My heart clenched, but I waved it off. Then what? Okay… then I drank… okay… then dance floor… a man… blonde with blue eyes… what else? I pressed my fi
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