Chapter 46

Wolfe's POV. “You know, you could tell this girl you love her and get married.” I looked up as Stephan joined me at my personal spot at the VVIP section, signaling to a waiter to get him an extra glass. “Problem solved.” I glared at him over the rim of my vodka glass. Why was it so hard to drink privately when I really wanted to? The last time, it was Mackenzie and her drama. And what the hell was Ashton going on about? “It's a suggestion.” He continued, taking the glass from the waiter and pouring himself some vodka. “Besides, you look like shit, bro. I know it's because of her. You should do something about it.” “You could shut up for a change, Stephan.” I grunted, downing the vodka in my glass. “Where's Ashton, anyway?” “Probably downstairs enjoying himself.” He gave me a measured look. “You know, isolating yourself up here isn't going to solve anything. Your personal spot might be private, but it’s not a sanctuary from your problems.” “Why not go build your own private club