* Arriane *
I have never had any alcoholic drink aside from wine but Alpha Daemon is looking at a whiskey and the two glasses with ice. Maybe I could just take a shot just to strengthen myself and say what I want to say.
"Have a sit Princess." There was a few moments of hesitation on my part.
"Thanks." But I accepted the glass and place it on the small table next to me. He sat beside me on the long and soft couch, stretching his body and loosening the top two buttons of his shirt.
Then I watch him take his glass of whiskey and down it like it's just water. My eyes move down to his chest., he's ripped. I looked around to divert my attention.
The small bar was dimly lit, the kind of place meant for quiet conversations and heavier thoughts. Shelves lined with aged bottles stretched acros
