Chapter 42

Torin

The longer I stare at the whiskey, the more I feel tempted.

Hands run down my chest as a certain voice settles behind me. "Do you want more? Or are you done drinking for now?" Serena's voice trails from my back.

She's dressed in nothing but white lace. Her lips have a faded tint to them as she presses them onto my cheek. I tip the glass up, tilting all the liquid down my thro