CHAPTER NINETEEN
ARES’ POV
My mind was a haven of messed up thoughts as I tried to figure out what the hell went down last night. A call to Paul had not been of much help either and as matter of fact it actually made me feel even worse. Apparently, I had been going on and on about how I hated George’s preference of dealing with Sebastian. Why the hell did I even let myself drink so much last night? It was unlike me to lose to control of my drinking like that. f**k! Tonight, would be the auction night which I was only attending as a courtesy to my mother so she wouldn’t be all up in my ass about it. I had been avoiding Sebastian all day but judging from how no one was giving me any suspicious looks, I guessed he hadn’t really said a word to anyone. It also kind of made me wonder why. This
