73. Prove it to me

73. Prove it to me

White hot pain seared through Aria when she laid her eyes on Jake. She didn't notice it earlier (because he didn't give her a chance to) that he was dressed in a white shirt. The blood on it stood out aggressively as if he was bleeding to death.

But the dark smirk on his lips said otherwise. Jake didn't seem to mind his wounds, nor did he look like he was in pain. His hands went into his pockets and he smiled at Tony, "There's a stipulated time decided by our convenient store guy before which you can never leave here."

His eyes fell on the glass of drink in Tony's hold, "And oh, he's never letting you go unless you drink this."

Aria followed the direction of his finger that was pointed at the glass. One was bubbling white champagne which he probably bought for himself. The other one was green in color with something green floating in it.

"His plan will be into ruins if he can't make you drink this. Right, Tony?" Tony acted as if Jake was speaking in an alien