Chapter 97: What do you have against my daughter?

The next morning, Rafael woke up with a migraine.  He squinted his eyes as rays of sunlight from the window threatened to blind his eyes. He noticed the foreign scent that wrapped the bed beneath him first. A bed that felt nothing like his own.  He sat up with wonder and took a swift look at his surroundings. Rafael noticed a mop of brown hair on the pillow beside him and his eyes widened when he realised he was bare-chested.  "What is going on?" He wrecked his head for answers of how he got there but came up short.  Just then, Clarence turned around, still fast asleep and bare to her underwear. Rafael was shocked at the sight of his late wife's sister who soundlessly slept beside him.  He jolted off the bed and sought for his clothes. Rafael found his clothes littered on the floor and reeking of alcohol. He quickly wore it, just in time for Clarence to wake up with a smile on her face.  "Where are you going? Come, come, it's still too early." She muttered from the bed, sat up and rubb