Chapter 16 Being Taken Back

Brunel, that bastard, knocked me out! I won't let him get away with it! That was my last thought before everything went dark. When I woke up with a pounding headache, still a bit drunk, I saw a familiar ceiling. I got out of bed barefoot, thirsty and looking for water. It wasn’t until I reached the door that I realized I had moved out. Why was I back in the villa I shared with Alan? Just then, I felt a cold gaze on my back. I turned to see Alan sitting on the sofa in my room, glaring at me. Startled, I snapped, "What are you doing sitting there silently? You scared me!" Alan threw his phone at my feet. Thankfully, the carpet softened the blow, or the phone would have been destroyed with the force he used. Alan's anger was evident, "Look at what you've done!" Suspicious, I picked up the phone and saw pictures of me with the male model from last night. I was stunned. Who had taken these pictures and sent them to Alan? Could it have been Brunel? But the photo quality was goo