When I woke up, I was aware of two things.

One, I was naked, and two, I was alone.

Arlo isn’t here next to me as I thought he would be, but I could still faintly smell his distinct scent – clean, expensive and dangerous.

I inhaled sharply as I sat up from the king-sized bed, gathering the silk sheets closer to my chest.

“What in the world...” I blankly utter as I shifted my gaze around the room.

It was a chaotic mess.

Tables and chairs were turned over, clothes scattered aimlessly on the floor, the curtain rod had fallen and fragments of broken glass were strewn all over...