When he opened his eyes again, Albert felt a splitting headache. The feeling of being drunk was truly awful; this was the first time he had ever managed to get himself plastered.
Reaching out to cover his forehead, Albert swept his gaze around and realized he was lying in a somewhat unfamiliar living room, with something heavy pressing against his chest. It was Valeria's cheek. The curvaceous young woman was hugging him tightly, her whole body practically pressed flat against his.
Finally recalling the series of absurd events from the night before, Albert struggled to prop his upper body up. His gaze lingered for a moment on the mature and alluring Catherine to his right, but he quickly looked away; for some reason, Albert simply felt zero desire.
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