Derinsola's POV
I blinked repeatedly, examining where I was.
I was at the hotel room, definitely.
I definitely recognised this room but I hadn't remembered lodging in here, last night.
I sat up, trying hard to remember what had happened last night when I felt my head pounding hard, as I winced out in pain.
“Shit” I cussed, as I started to trace back my memories to where I had last been.
I caught sight of the invitation card beside me on and the memories of yesterday started flooding in.
I remembered how the only woman I had ever loved, visited my office and gave me an invitation to her wedding.
She was fucking getting married to a man.
And that man was not me.
The thought of this made my head throb even more.
I remember calling my best bud, to accompany me to a bar and drink our sorrows away.
He concluded we should just head to the club of this hotel, where I worked, because it was owned by my family and I remembered us having a few drinks.
After that, I was blank.
Completely blank.
What the hell happened, and how did I end up here?!
I dragged myself lazily out of bed as I went straight to the mirror to examine myself.
I was still dressed in my shirt and pants and I still had my shoes on.
Maybe I had just walked upstairs and slept off after getting super drunk.
I yawned tiredly, walking into the bathroom to wash up.
I freshened up and looked neat, before getting out in my underwear, making up my mind to put the clothes I had worn here back on.
I grabbed the shirt and the smell of alcohol engulfed me as I threw them back on the bed.
Shit, what do I do now?!
Thank God, my office was just a few floors away.
And I was sure I had some spare clothes up there.
I searched around frantically for my phone before finding it under the bed.
The first thing I saw on my phone was a message notification.
I wonder what this was about.
It was from the bank.
Giving me my account balance and the figures I could see made me stagger, almost making me go into brain shock.
Wwwwhat!
What the actual fuck?!
I didn't have a penny in my account.
And I remembered I had over 5 million there last night.
What the heck happened last night?!
In my bathrobe, I scurried out the room with my phone, inhaling and exhaling with difficulty as I was a step close to an heart attack..
I didn't understand what was going on.
I couldn't!!!
I blinked repeatedly trying hard to remember what had happened last night.
And an image flickered in my head.
A very beautiful image.
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Swindled By Him
RomanceBeing thrown into shambles after tragedy struck her family, Lola is crowned with the responsibility of her sister, and to carry out this responsibility, she finds herself swindling to make ends meet. After one night at a high-classed bar, an encoun...