XADEN'S POV
Early the following day, Xaden woke up with a throbbing headache.
His head was revered like a complete vibration.
He groaned as he put his hands over his head and tried to close his eyes to ease away the pain.
He got up, poured a bottle of whisky into his glass, and drank the entire thing.
Then he sighed as he dropped into a seat.
The pain finally slowly eased down bit by bit until it was gone.
He turned and saw his bed, and he remembered last night.
Jasmine and how much she had been with him.
Her caresses and touch.
He didn't know what had overcome him to go along with her.
Or why he was having an urge to be with her.
He didn't understand any of it.
He rose and rang for water to be brought for his bath.
After the water had been put in for him, the maid tried to bathe him.
"Get out." He snapped at her and she fled out of the room.