𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥.

⚠︎𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭⚠︎
⚠︎𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲!!

"Can we have two Dalmore 64 Trinitas shots with some lemon and sprite in both please? Oh and could we have ice with that as well?" Though it was an arcade, the booze at the bar was good just like other bars around town and while i was busy ordering Ace had already taken his eyes to focus on mine again.

"Make that 3." Was all he said before i returned back to getting Talia's attention that was clearly elsewhere considering that Jacob was centimetres away from her.

"Well if everyone is ordering, i'll take some 1919 Springbank with some ice and a slice of lemon." We all grew up here apart from Ace, unless there was something more to him than his outside shell of carelessness.

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"It's 10:40 pm and you have ten minutes starting now." I don't hesitate for a single moment there and put a cracker in my mouth while Ace picks up the case that he had been carrying and opens it in a hurry. He takes out three pictures and they're the ones that we disarmed in the club just hours ago.

"From the look on your face I can tell that you recognise them. They're from a syndicate of a rivalling mob from Germany. The younger one, who you were fucking-"

"Correction, going to fuck. He didn't pull his dick out fast enough for me to do him." I don't look up but his look was already piercing through me.

"Before you try to fuck someone in the club make an assessment of them, especially when-"

"No no no no you shut the fuck up, I didn't go to the club to assess someone. I went to have some fun and go home having had some dick. You have 7 minutes left." He clenched his jaw realising that he really doesn't have much choice but to continue explaining before his precious time runs out. But I knew myself that he would continue to break me bit by bit as soon as he was done.