He crossed to the liquor cabinet, poured half a glass from a bottle, and downed it in one go. The harsh, potent alcohol burned its way down his throat. He slammed his fist against the wall. He had actually lost control. He had felt a stir of emotion for a woman who had drugged him—a greedy, vain social climber who had tried to crawl into his bed, desperate to trade her body for a life of luxury… W