Abel opened his eyes slightly and glanced at his bodyguard.

“Babe, I did it on purpose. What are you gonna do about it?”

He kept the words to himself though. If he said it out loud, he knew Emmeline would probably throw him out on the highway.

They made their way up to the second floor, and the bodyguards helped Abel into Emmeline’s bedroom.

“He can’t stay here,” Emmeline said anxiously. “Put him in the guest room!”

The bodyguards hesitated.

“I always stay in the guest room at the Precipice,” Emmeline said with a frown. “Why should he get to stay with me?”

The bodyguard thought Emmeline had a point and turned to help Abel to the guest room.

But as he did, Abel reached out and twisted the bodyguard’s arm hard.

The bodyguard was taken aback, but then he realized that he had to listen to Abel, not Emmeline.

Abel’s had too much to drink,” the bodyguard said. “You know his stomach can’t handle it. It’s better if he

big bed and quickly made their escape, closing the door behind

he made

thrown onto the bed so hard that he nearly threw up. He had to endure the discomfort and lay there, sprawled out

seconds, realizing that this wasn’t

jacket, and loosened his tie. She then carefully

so thirsty.

“Remember when you

thirsty, please,” Abel

finally caved and poured him a glass

Abel sit up and held the glass of water to his lips. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, drinking the water

you’re heavy,” Emmeline complained as she put the glass down and tucked

was about to get up, Abel suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her into his

Emma. I love you, I

Abel couldn’t help but shed

a pang of sorrow in her heart,

help but snuggle into Abel’s embrace, tucking

joy in his heart, holding her like this and

passed, but Emmeline had fallen

the little

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