Boudoir Secrets

Chapter 56

Arianrhod had followed him in her car and was jittery the whole way. Not only should she not be driving because she had consumed so much alcohol but she shouldn't be letting herself get drawn into his web of deceit. There was far too much about the man that didn't make sense and just didn't add up. Who was he? She had met two versions of him and wondered, how many more existed? Was he just a spoilt, rich kid that got bored and so created an alternate life? Was he worried that people were with him only for the money? She sighed. Arianrhod knew very well how that felt. That was part of James' initial charm. That he was such a brutishly handsome man. As she discovered new facets of his personality, she was compelled to keep searching and discovering. How deep was he? Was it all a superficial game? At each traffic light, she drummed her fingernails on the steering wheel and sent a small prayer that no police would pull her up. She was far too intoxicated to be driving. Almost drunk! Why had she agreed to go anywhere with James? Her brain was getting foggy and her eyes were not as focused as she would have liked. Luckily it was night and he was driving slowly, so she had no problems in keeping up.

His home.

That's right. She was going to see his home. Apparently his real home.

Her head really felt heavy. Maybe if she just pulled off to the side and a had small nap first? She really didn't feel well. Maybe all she needed to do was to vomit first? Car needs to stop before she can open her door to do that.

Arianrhod pulled over to the side, opened the door and started throwing up.

Somewhere in the distance, she was vaguely aware of someone coming to hold her head before she passed out.