CHAPTER 133

William’s P.O.V

I could hear the sound of music and chatter from a mile away. Romeo was known for throwing extravagant parties and today’s party was nothing short of that. Out of the three of us, he was the most outgoing and most social. The pathway was lined with tiki torches, illuminating the place with a soft, flickering glow, on one side, a bar beckoned guests and a bonfire in the center cast shadows on the beach sand.

I surveyed all the guests he had invited and I was surprised, it seemed he kept the guest list short.

As I strolled through the entryway, I picked up a glass of martini from a waiter with a tray.

I immediately spot Romeo with Luke and walk to them. “William,” Romeo shouts, waving to me.

“Is he drunk already?” I asked Luke arching a brow at Romeo as I skeptically observed him as he sipped from his glass.

Luke turns to Romeo and runs his eyes over his face for a moment before shifting his attention back to me. “I think so, his party is only just starting. From what