“You’re supposed to dance for me, Calypso,” he said with a smirk.
The smell of scotch in his breathe reminded me of Nikolai. It was his favorite drink that he also had on the day everything went downhill. I pushed myself away from the man that looked like the matured version of Calyx. He could be his brother, but I was not so sure. Either way, I decided to find another target than to be reminded of the men who had pulled me down from where I used to be. However, before I could make another step away from him, the man held my hand.
“I will buy you for tonight,” he claimed before standing from his seat and dragged me away.
Reaching the counter where our lady boss stood, I looked at her with a bit of confusion because I seriously had no idea if it was okay for a customer to just drag any
