Knight's POV
"Damn whipped!" Lucas uttered it silently yet with diction.
I turned my gaze to Athena, who was going to the kitchen to get a drink. I can't help but notice her all the time. Damn it.
"Shut the fvck up, both of you." I uttered, trying to be careful not to be heard.
Amos laughed and shook his head while Lucas was still looking at me so amused. I swear, I'm gonna kill this bastard if he doesn't stop acting like this.
I jugged the rest of the rum before I glared at the both of them. I lifted a finger and pointed them out.
"Stop with your bullsh!ts, both of you."
"What?" Lucas asked defensively, trying not to laugh.
"Stop throwing shades or else I'm going to fvcking slit your throat." I said, full of grim.
Lucas avoided my gaze and even grabbed Amos' a
