(NOTE: This chapter has content that might be disturbing. I request you to read it with caution.)
DARREN
“You almost got me, Fezong. Almost.” He said, smirking wickedly. What was I taking Daniel to be? He was an evil soul trapped in an 18-year-old body. I tried to calm down my nervousness with a mojito shot.
“I was letting you play all this while. You know? I wanted to see how good competition you could be!” He said, downing his own negroni.
“ Ah! My bad luck. You are an ant. Worse. You are the dust underneath my shoes.” His eyes darkened when he looked at the lady wearing a black dress decorated with stones and beads. I bet he was looking at Culture with rage. My chest tightened when I understood that he was sure to backfire on me through her.
“What? Don’t you really trust your ex-
