Intoxicated in His Arms

“Donovan?” Lila was surprised to see the man present, as that meant she wouldn't be able to enter and search for the flash drive.

Donovan remained composed and cold, his eyes sparkling with a concealed intensity. He reached out and drew Valerie closer to him. “Why did you come back so late?”

His tone carried a hint of complaint, and upon detecting a faint smell of alcohol, he furrowed his brows.