CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: Kenzie's Wrath
KENZIE'S POV
My face was stoic as I stepped into the night club, anger twirling inside of me as I took a seat before the counter. The server moved toward me. "What do you want, sexy lady?" His eyes roamed my body and I glared daggers at him.
"If you don't want to lose your job, you had better give me a shot and mind your business." I sneered at him.
His lips lifted with a smirk as his eyes glinted. "Spitfire it is." He mixed everything before finally pouring it into a cup and pushing it toward me.
"If you need a man for the night, you can call me." He winked before turning to other customers. I let out a loud hiss, downing the content in seconds.
"Kenzie!" A feminine shriek came from behind me and I rolled my eyes at their attempt to familiarize the
