Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

My head is being hammered. My body is aching. I'm a little dizzy. I massage my head trying to alleviate the pain. Gosh is this what other people call hangover? I hate it.

I sit and lean my back in the headboard. I am drunk last night but I still remember some of the happenings but not all though. Maybe because of my headache.

My head never hurt like this before. If your head will be hammered like this after you get drunk why would people still do it? Like again and again?

Gosh. I can't even think straight right now.

I stand up and my head is spinning. I close my eyes and hold on to the mattress for support. Ahhh I hate this feeling. I slowly walked to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and washed my face. Oh, I see, I am wearing Deus clothes. So comfy. I looked at my face in the mirror and I am shocked with how my face look. My hair looks like a nest and my eyes so puffy.

Was I crying that hard last night?

I remembered crying last night to Tres. I also remember talking to Deus and asking him random questions. I just don’t clearly and specifically remember what those questions are.

I brush my hair and let it down. I can't do anything about my eyes they feel so heavy. I walked out from the bathroom and fix the bed.

Deus is nowhere to be found. Maybe he's in the kitchen or in his studies working his ass off again.

I stretched my arms and body for a while. I still want to sleep but maybe later. I feel so weak and hungry. I look at the huge wall clock and my eyes widened when I saw that it is already thirty minutes past one. That’s explain my hunger.

I rushed to the kitchen to satisfy my tummy. I'm humming a song as I entered the kitchen but I stopped the moment I saw two shirtless men showcasing their well-built upper body. One is leaning on the counter top and the other one is standing near the stove cooking something. Of course, they are no other than the second and third son of the Cavelli's. Deus and his baby brother Tres.

Seeing those abs are making make head hurt more. Gosh temptations.

They turned their head in my direction simultaneously.

"Good morning Ellieeeee!!!!!!" Tres greeted me with full energy. He doesn't look like having hangover or even headache. Unfair.

"Do you want coffee? I'll make you a cup. I'm sure your head hurts like hell." he stand up straight and go to where the coffee maker is. I sit in one of the high stools massaging my head.

"Your heads not hurting?" I asked him.

"No. I'm immune to hangover." he said flexing his biceps. What's the connection of his biceps to having a headache? So full of himself eh.

Deus walk near me. He places a plate full of French toast, bacon and egg. My I gulped at the sight of the food. I'm so hungry. It feels like I haven't eaten anything yesterday.

"Morning babe" he greets and move his face closer to mine till he kiss me on my lips.

KISS ME!!!

ON

MY

LIPS!!

Oh no my first kiss. He stole it. I frowned and glare at him. All my life I imagined it to be romantic not losing it on this kind of set up. He ruined it.

"Why did you do that?" I hit his chest. He looks so confused with my actions. His brows are knitted together with my reaction.

"You forgot everything last night?" he asked and he is making may head hurt more.

What is he saying? Like what happened last night? We talked about his rat of a secretary and that’s all, right? Or I miss something important?

What I clearly remember was he explained to me why he can't fire his secretary. He carried me to bed and sleep. I don't remember everything after that.

"What did you do to me?" I quickly hugged myself glaring at him. Oh my gosh!

"You two will seriously talked about that in front of me? In front of a handsome child?" Tres shout at us.

Shoot! I forgot about him. I look at him and he is covering his ears using his two hands. I badly want to laugh at him because I bet his not that innocent but he's act is quite convincing.

I hold Deus hand and pulled him in the living room. I face him.

"What happened last night? I can remember some but not all of them. Enlighten me." I am fidgeting.

Thinking about last night worsen my headache.

Remind me not to drink ever again.

I'm feeling nervous because what if I did something dirty or stupid last night? Oh no.

I'm just hoping I behave last night and didn't do something I would regret. Deus is staring at my face smirking. He extended his hands to grabbed me for a tight hug. I feel him sniffing my hair.

"We did something babe. You don't remember?" he said teasing me. I look up to him.

"What exactly did we do? Tell me." I'm getting impatient. My headache is getting on my nerves.

"Seriously you almost remember everything except that?" he looks disappointed. Is that important? Did he proposed or maybe asked me on a date?