Chapter 41

You take the glass and take a sip, not caring what is in it, desperate to calm your nerves. You feel a bit of force on the glass, forcing you to finish its contents.

Mr. Ricci takes the empty glass from you and puts another glass in your hand. You don't need him to force you as you clear the second glass of whisky.

You listen as he pours two glasses again.

'Why make me drunk?' you think as the panic raise in you.

You take the glass that he is pressing against your lips. This third glass is more than the first two and you feel past tipsy as you are not used to drinking so much alcohol let alone whiskey.

You back step almost looking your balance.

''Woah,'' you chuckle.

With one hand Mr. Ricci supports your waist. You hardly feel the sparks his touch sends through your body but he feels the full force of the fated bond.

'You feel him rest his face in your neck.

Davide takes in your scent, thinking, 'How do I make her mine?'

You don't respond. You stand frozen.

His fingers wrap around your