I can’t handle him?
“Are we still speaking about the alcohol?” I breathed, unable to tear my gaze from his. Elias shrugged as he set the new, unopened bottle in front of me.
The glint in his eyes brighter as he uncorked it and the scent of the vile drink permeated the air even more.
“Let us find out, shall we?”
Then he handed me the newly-opened bottle and grabbed another.
“The case of this was wrapped so carefully, like it was meant to be a gift,” He pointed out as he took his first swig and my stomach rolled, in both anticipation and dread.
Okay, we're doing this.
I mirrored his actions, feeling every but of the burning liquor slide down my throat.
I breathed out slowly, at attempt to curb the effects. Not that it really worked.
This vodka was unlike anyone I’ve ever tas
