Chapter 12: Get the fuck off me
From the dark where he was seated, he could sense her fear perfectly even with the boldface and voice she was putting on.
He was a bit drawn to her because of how bold she was with him earlier and he chuckled when he remembered the name she gave him and also how she called him out for lying about his name. She was intriguing.
He watched with a darker gaze when he saw how she suddenly buried herself in the man’s arm and his face darkened. He does not know why but it does not sit well with him that way.
His eyes lingered around her open waist and how the man hand wrapped around them. He shut his eyes tightly before taking another glass to his lips and drank it all in a go.
He knows that is not her man because if he was, she would not have come to him for one night.
His eyes unknowingly went back to her as the bitter taste of the liquor rolled down his throat and hitched his breath.
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Arissa looked at the stranger that held her waist as if he owned her or they agreed to be together there, "I have to go now," she said looking at her wrist with her eyes and ordering him to take his off.
No one around noticed them because of the dim light around here and how most people are mostly drunk or having sex. Jocelyn must have sent a lot of messages now and her mind is at rest with Adele’s improvement but she has to also make this a success.