CLINT’s POV

I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the pounding headache that always came with a night of excessive drinking. The birds singing happily outside usually sounded pleasing to my ears, but today, it was a nuisance.

I struggled to remember what had happened the night before, but my mind was foggy, and I could not recall anything after I started drinking in my study. I looked around me and noticed that I was in my bedroom. It caused me to raise an eyebrow. I had been ...