~Lucian
Whatever was happening, wasn't good. I hadn't seen Nadia and the house was quiet, cold as ice. And what made it even chiller was the young girl beside me who had been acting sneaky for a while now.
I didn't want to conclude on anything. I just thought she was only being too comfortable around me.
And that very night, my whiskey didn't feel like it. Not one bit.
It was the exact bottle I personally made the maid set on the shelf for me, yet it tasted slightly different, and gave me a different kind of feeling.
I felt my blood run cold, nerves calming in a way that felt different, my blood rushing to a place it shouldn’t have. Not at this time.
All of a sudden, I felt my c**k go hard with every sip of drink I took.
But I tried to ignore it. I tried to act like I wasn't feelin
