Havana's POV
I rubbed my forehead, trying to soothe the immense pain I was feeling.
Everywhere was just spinning, and I shut my eyes tightly, trying to figure out where I was.
After being awake, and motionless for the past five minutes. I finally figured out that I was in Lucian's room, I looked under the duvet and gasped.
My clothes were all gone, the only thing that I was putting on was a big white shirt and panties. How the heck did I get here?
"I thought you didn't want to wake up" he walked into the room holding a tray that had two tea cups on it.
"Lucian, what did you do to me? Where are the clothes I was putting on before?" I asked, trying my best to get up from the bed.
"You sound like the dress you had on before covered you more than what you are wearing now" he raised an eyebrow at me, dropping the tray off on the side stool, while he picked up a cup for himself.
"You have a lot of explaining to do. '' I nodded my head slowly.
I may have a hangover and a very powerful headache, but I remember vividly the last place I was, and that was at the club. So, how the f*ck did I end up in Lucian's room?
"You know, I should be the one saying that to you.
You have to explain to me, why my wife. No sorry, I mean the president's wife will sneak out of the house in the middle of the night, just to go to a club?.
A cheap one at that." He scolded me, and I became so scared I instantly turned silent. He wasn't lying, what I did was horrible, but I didn't regret any of it. I needed to clear my head, I needed to get drunk and have fun.
These are things I refused to do when I was a teenager, it is only fair that I do them now..
"If you wanted to go clubbing so bad, then you should have told me. I would have instructed people to follow you, at least that way you wouldn't end up in any trouble.
But, no you just had to go on your own" he kept on scolding me as if I were his little teenage daughter. What kind of man did I marry?
"Lucian, I am an adult. I can take good care of myself, thank you very much.
And as you can see, I am still very much in one piece. I didn't get myself into any kind of trouble, so you can save me the lecture" I managed to speak up for myself, as I showed him my palms, as a sign for him to stop. I was already getting irritated by everything.
"You are only in one piece, and in no trouble, because I followed you there" he shook his head.
"Yeah, because you are some kind of superhero I guess. Following me there, just shows how insecure you are. You need to understand that you are the president and not God, so rest" I tried to get out of bed, but I quickly fell backward.
It was as if a force had pulled me back or something, I didn't like this feeling, it made me sick. Not to add that it was my first time getting drunk, so my body was yet to get used to it.
"Stop being dramatic.
Some hooligans tried to attack you, and if I wasn't there. By now, you should be seeing videos of yourself drunk, and being r*ped by a bunch of idiots.
Maybe, they might have kidnapped you and asked for ransom" he scolded, and picked up the second cup of tea, then held the cup up for me to drink the tea.
When I had swallowed the tea successfully, I paused to look at him.
"Just because you are not happy about the fact that I went out without informing you. Does not necessarily mean that you will have to cook up stories, that will scare me so I wouldn't go out again. I am not a five-year-old, in case you haven't noticed" I folded my lips, as I lay down on the bed again, turning to the other side.
"You are not a five-year-old, yet you act like one. Do you think I am that jobless?" He asked me, bringing out a phone.
"Does this jog your memory?" He asked me, as he played some videos of me and Stephanie drunk, and saying all sorts of rubbish. The video was so embarrassing that I just couldn't finish watching it.
"I thought as much" he rubbed salt in my wounds when I looked away in shame.
"You…" he wanted to say something.
But I interrupted, when I rushed to the toilet, slamming the door behind me.
My stomach felt like it was a war zone, as I offloaded everything that was in it from my mouth. I have never vomited so much in my life, I didn't even know that it was possible.
"Yes I am sure you didn't" I heard Lucian saying from outside, as I wiped my mouth.
I stormed out of the bathroom.
"What the hell? Are you reading my mind or some kind of shit? Because, tell me how you can know what I am saying" I attacked him, but he didn't seek to be interested in the topic I was about to bring up.
"Don't you even dare turn the tables? You are the one who is in trouble here and not me, so you will have to listen to me" he spoke to me with so much authority.
"Or else what?" I asked him, not letting my upper and lower teeth separate from each other.
That question was the greatest mistake I made at that point.
He immediately grabbed me by the elbow and pinned me to the wall.
"Or else, I am going to bend you over my knee and spank your a*s as if you were a child. Don't test my patience" he warned, and I felt my bones freezing.