DRAVON'S POV
I sat at the bar, staring vaguely into space. My eyes darted around the room as the smell of alcohol filled my nostrils. Beautiful ladies kept swaying their hips in the rare moments my eyes landed on them, but I turned my face away quickly.
I wouldn't be here if it weren't for Xavier. He loved bars and women like he always used to, but for me, this wasn’t in my fancy anymore.
I took the bottle to my lips, taking a sip. My eyes landed on Xavier. He had brought me here to discuss something— but women… they were his weakness. I could already see him speaking with a blonde at the front of the room.
As they spoke, her hands were already moving over him seductively, and he, on the other hand, was enjoying every inch of it as he kept smiling.
he raise a glass of wine to his mout
