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KYLE’S POV

I shut the door behind me, the moment I walked out of the room which I had made Jezebel stay in. Discussions seemed to be smooth with her, and somehow, our minds synced most times, on ideas like this. 

I walked down the stairs, and headed to the mini bar at the left corner close to the living room. This was actually a good place to rent, for the meantime. At least, it won’t make me miss home, for a while, until I’m done with my mission, here.

I picked a bourbon bottle, and poured myself a drink in my tumbler, then I raised it up to my lips to have a good sip of it.

“Mm! Tastes good.” I voiced out, and closed my eyes to savor the perfect taste.

Drinking bourbon when you have had a bright day was perfect as it elevated one’s mood, more.

“Good day, Alpha Kyle.” Darko, my right-hand man