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My breathing speeds up.

MY.

My legs go numb, and I brace myself on the counter with my free hand.

GOD.

Shocked out of my mind and struggling with the hangover from hell, I can only stare at the ring on my finger.

What did I do?

More importantly, who did I do it with?

Jesus, did I get married?

The pulsing ache in my head increases tenfold as I try to recall what happened last night, but the last I remember was Viktor leaving the club. Rushing into the bedroom to get dressed so I can get to the

bottom of what happened last night, I come to a sudden stop

when I see Luca standing with two cups of coffee by the foot of the bed.

He's dressed in a crisp blue suit, his eyes resting cautiously on me.

"Ahh..." My tongue darts out to wet my lips, and it has Luca holding one of the cups out to me. When I take the beverage from him, I ask, "What happened last night? I can't remember anything after Viktor left."

He takes a sip of his coffee, then my eyes widen at seeing the black band on his ring finger.

Mother of God.

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