Caius
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Your throat burned as you drank shot after shot. Learning about your boyfriend.. or- ex-boyfriend, Jacksons secret sidepiece was a blow to the head and the heart.
How could he do that to you? 2 years. 2 years all for nothing.
You needed an escape.. alcohol. The night was a blur. All you remembered was taking so many shots.
In the morning, you found yourself in someone elses apartment. It was a a penthouse.
The sun was glaring at you.
You were no longer in your little black dress, but in a mans shirt.
Suddenly —
"Last night was crazy." Fuck. It was Caius. Jacksons older brother.