Chapter 50

Lorenzo POV

‘I need a drink.’ Emma says as we step into the living room of my house, her heels clicking on the marble tiles as she hurries towards the bar at the other edge of the room. She bends down to take off her heels, she’s a bit frustrated, and she slips it off leaving it on the floor and finishes the walk to the bar. I smile at her eagerness. Her eyes roam over the various contents in the bar, she mutters a small yes and takes out a bottle from the stand, tequila. I see she wants to get drunk. I follow and sit on...