Share

Chapter 64: Bottled Vexation

Monica's POV.

"One glass of Martini for me, and one bottle of soda for the young lady with me." I placed an order, plopping my tired weight into the padded barstool behind the counter. Rhoda did the same, dropping her bag over the counter, wiping the sweat on her oily face with a handkerchief she got from my wardrobe. Tonight, she would shift- or die. Whatever the case may be, I needed to prepare both her and myself.

What relief would it be to lay my hands on heavy chains and padlocks. Fuck! I should have left her behind.

The emerald-eyed bartender flashed me a flirtatious smile, before turning to the shelf to fix our order. He was cute, no doubt- muscular, tall, golden hair, and all the sexual appeals in a man that turns the head of a girl to look again.

But my heart belonged to another, and I was not in the mood to get laid so cheaply.

I took a quick glance around the palor, scouting the faces of the few number of men and women clustered around tables. No face looked familiar to me,
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status