Engaged

*clink* *clink* *clink*

The sound of the glass bottle colliding with each other echoed in the whole first floor of Nymphis’ house. Her blue platform heels halted in front of a wasted man laying on the cold floor.

It’s already eight in the morning and like the scene she witnessed yesterday morning, the real Lucien was knocked off on the cold floor again.

“Hah!” A breathy sight escape from the young lady’s lips and without hesistation, Nymphis kicked the man with all her might. Not minding if he would scream in pian but she doubt that he could still feel pain.

“Wake up! Are you planning to kill your liver and other organs, or what?” Her voice echoed and Lucien could only groan not because of the pain inflicted by Nymphis but because of his throbbing head.

Folding her arms together and resting it on her chest, Nymphis tilted her body a little bit to have a clear look on Lucien’s wasted face. “Do you still