Chapter 22 - Drunk

Alexia's POV

What can I say? Three words: I am stuffed. And no, not in the "I ate too much junk food and regret it" kind of way. Oh no. This was the best food ever.

The steak? Cooked to perfection. The wine? Don't even get me started. I felt like a freaking queen sipping on liquid gold, and let me tell you, I deserved every damn drop. Yeah, apart from the tiny little hiccup that I'm marrying a man who might have killed me in a past life (minor detail, right?), I could totally get used to this life of warm, delicious meals and ridiculously overpriced wine.

Damn, it's been forever since I've tasted something so decadent. Who am I kidding? It's not like I've ever enjoyed something this good in my life. Growing up, "fine dining" was whatever Mom could scrape together on the days she wasn't too drunk to bother. As for wine, the closest I've come to it was boxed and probably expired. This? This was a revelation.

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