one.

Love doesn't always come in the expected ways.

Maybe it was the alcohol in his blood, maybe it was the smoke in his lungs, or maybe it was all the years of subconsciously listening to the poisonous words of people adding up. Whatever it was, it affected Aftonio's emotions that particular night. The night when Ms America walked into the Lounge.
But who knew if those feelings would last when Pia reappeared into his life, stirring up timeless treasures of the heart.

{This story may contain a bit of explicit chapters}