DERICK
I was at the bar again. Same damn spot I’d claimed for the past three nights. Drinking myself senseless. Drowning in my own rotten luck, bitter memories, and that lying witch’s smug face.
Nara.
God, even the sound of her name in my head made my stomach turn.
She’d ruined me.
Destroyed my reputation.
Turned me into a goddamn joke.
I slammed the empty shot glass down so hard the bartender flinched.
“Hey,” I barked. “Give me something stronger, woman. What the hell is this? Water?”
The i***t just rolled her eyes and started wiping a glass.
I scoffed, leaning in across the bar. “Oh, you’re looking down on me too, huh? Yeah, I bet you are. You women are all the same… wicked things.” I jabbed my finger at her. “Yeah, even you. You think you’re better than me, huh?”
She just sli
