keni smirked and slipped her hand into the boy's back pocket as he was busy downing what seemed like the 15th glass of straight vodka.
mans seemed like he was going through some shit.
as keni was busy shoving the wallet into her bra, the guy whipped around in his chair and grabbed her wrist.
"and what the fuck do you think you're doing?"
the first couple of chapters of this book are kinda shitty but trust me, my writing gets better as the book keeps going so bear with me :)
YOU ARE READING
bad alive {dong sicheng}
Fanfictionseries: glore (mafia au) "we just touchin, i aint do no cuffin"