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074 The Mad Alpha

Dahlia’s POV

The box is huge with an inside second floor. There left wall is a floor-to-ceiling liquor rack with a bar and everything at its feet. Two bartenders bustling around for the crowd. A video game corner and a billiards corner, both filled with laughter and shouts. There is even a room with specially made thick door -- a small KTV.

We left the noise from the dancing pool outside, but it’s not much quieter in here at all.

“Come, let me get you a drink,” Justin tilts his head, whispering by my ear. I follow him happily with my eyes trying to take everything in. Excitement surpasses nervousness.

The first question from the bartender got me bewildered. What do I drink? I don’t drink. I have had alcohol but only lightly, and that’s only after I turned 18, meaning, only in Damon’s mansion.

Damon’s drink is simple. He has all kinds of wines, but I can barely taste the differences even after googling their prices. He also drinks liquor sometimes, but almost always pure, and almost al
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