Claudia's POV

The alarm clock on the bedside rang for a long time. My head was about to explode. I reached out to press the alarm clock, but Isaac was faster than me. He took the alarm clock and smashed it against the wall. "Boom!" The room immediately quieted down. I couldn't blame him for his bad temper. His head should be more painful than mine.

Last night, we drank up all the stock at home. We said we just need a glass of red wine to help us sleep. I didn't know who suggested playing a small game. Moreover, Isaac and I were people who were unwilling to admit...