Taken advantage of

Reina's POV

Slamming the jar on the table, I watched as the content inside of it spilled, splattering all over the table. "more" I snapped at Jackson who gritted his teeth and didn't look like he wanted to let me have another one.

"You will end up getting drunk, and that wouldn't help, so I can't let you have another glass. We both know you have a low tolerance to alcohol and it wouldn't help at this point"

I rolled my eyes at him. Richard was giving me a tough time. Just thinking about the fact that my heart still wanted him after everything pissed me off. Why would it still want him after all that he had done to it?

Snorting loudly, I stood up, walking toward the bartender when Jackson held my arms, stopping me from taking a step. "Let me"

I didn't know how Nina was going to react, so the first person who came to my mind when I felt stuck was Jackson, and without thinking twice. I had called him over.

He placed the cup of Martini on the table. " Are you sure that you want t