'That woman is a handful,' I mumbled to myself.
Logically, I should steer clear of her as much as possible. Someone like her tends to be the draining type.
But logic doesn't always win when hormones take the wheel.
There's this part of me, the dumb optimist or maybe the thrill-seeker, that sees trouble wrapped in beauty and thinks, yeah, I can fix her.
Either way, she would have to show me more of her good side before I even considered adding her to my collection.
'Alas, the mystery of a man's carnal desire — endless, stupid, and inconvenient.' I sighed dramatically before heading back.
It was already late, and the house was too quiet. The only ones still awake were the guards, lazily puffing cigarettes out on the balcony.
I told them to ignore any commotion beforehand , and my fight with Alexa took place far enough not to draw their attention.
Checking the time, I noticed it would be a few more hours until sunrise, but even if I wanted to, I couldn't bring myself to sleep.
