Lorenzo's POV
“What the fwuck?!”
I was woozy but I had the strength to stuff my phone in my pocket and face the imbecile that had the audacity to take my drink from me.
“Gwive that back!"
“Or else what? You can always buy yourself another one.”
The man taunted me and when I stood up to face me, three other men stood up and glared threats at me.
It was then that I realized that the bozo that stole my drink wasn't alone.
“Why the f**k did you have to take mine when you come get yours."
The man scoffed and swirled my drink playfully.
“I don't want to pay for my own drink. I'd rather take yours. He was about to put the drink to his lips when I lashed out but his men held me back.
The man chuckled.
"It seems that you are a feisty one. I like you. But your courage is foolhardy. Do
