Chapter eighty: Arya’s married?!

Amidst the deafening music Alex ears seemed sharp enough to listen intently to the conversation between Emily and someone he’d best describe as a parasite. He took just a shot and was very much in control of himself but same couldn’t be said for the drowsy woman rambling on about.

“So what’re you celebrating?” The ‘parasite’ asked Emily who couldn’t help smiling sheepishly at her thoughts.

“Its a secret” she teasingly breathed while Alex helplessly rolled his eyes, unable to fathom what the hell kept him here? The man in question seemed more intrigued by her mysterious answer and took the opportunity to get closer. An act that didn’t go unnoticed by Alex.

He found himself getting impatient which was strange and on impulse he voiced “another shot”.

A shot was placed before him and as he reached for the little cup someone else beat him to it. A manicured finger slipped past and picked up the glass. In the blink of an eye the content was emptied down her throat. Alex followed the t