Grecco POV
She was f*****g drunk, and when she stepped out of the car, she stumbled into my arms. I quickly moved around to hold her, and when she looked up, my eyes met hers. An electric current filled my body, I hated this woman who I was forced to live with… but at that very moment I didn't care.
It took me a minute to get a grip on my bearings, and after licking my lips, I held her in my arms. Carrying her bridal style, I climbed into the elevator, taking her to the penthouse. “Let me down,” she slurred without the energy she usually had around me. She was complaining, but there was not a hint of hostility between us.
I walked into the penthouse and placed her on her feet. “There, you are safe at home…” I said, and she stumbled around, kicking her shoes out of her feet.
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