Sir Ares, Goodnight

Zayne stood, the ache in his bones having him suck in a cold breath.

Folding his sleeves, he found his forearm littered with bruises and a long scratch, most likely from someone's fingernail.

Zayne stared suspiciously at Josephine. "Did you take it out of me when I was drunk?"

Josephine was a little guilty. "Don't accuse me of something I didn't do. You were the one who went into the bar and got beaten up by the boss for mooching. I was the good person who brought you back." "What about this scratch, then?" Zayne's gaze fell on Josephine's long nails.

Josephine stared at the long scratch with a secretive glance. She had no idea whether the shocking wound was left behind when she hit him last night, or when he rolled vigorously around the bed.

"I may have accidentally scratched you when I dragged you back," Josephine said.

Zayne scratched the back of his head. "You dragged me back? Why don't I remember anything?"

"You were wasted."

Remembering why he went to the bar to drink himself silly in the first place, Zayne's face turned sullen.

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hide his

his hair while heartbroken tears trickled from the

times to

stared at her, stunned. "You've got to be

upset as well, but I know that you didn't mean it and that

broke out of

right. I have to get my act together.

glistened. Robbie was still so young. She dared not imagine what would

addition to Robbie, Josephine found herself worried for

know about this?" Josephine felt that with how much Jay Ares loved

alluring features." Did

not like Jay to let Zayne go with all limbs still intact. Especially not the Jay Ares now whose ruthlessness surpassed the person he was

out of his mouth before he even registered

Josephine's pupils contracted.