A Shot Of Tequila

I really wished we could just get it over with. I would even wished I was rather drugged to sleep so I would not experience those thrusting and release. The thought of another man apart from Luciano as usual, coming unto me disgusted me for some unknown reasons.

I walked out of the VIP room Don Dada was in and was met with those huge guys running after me earlier. Their faces were scowling and I did the same. What the heck! I would never be intimidated by dogs.

I shot them a deadly glare, communicating to them that they should move out of my way. Since their boss did not have complaints, they probably thought it was fine to let me go and so they moved out of my way.

I strode down to the area where music was blasting. The stench of alcohol was so strong in the air and I somehow felt pleased with it. I moved towards the bar counter and reached out to the bartender.

"A shot of Tequila." I ordered and he brought my order immediately. I was not even properly dressed for a night club, I was