Drunken Fairy pub VIP - - -
Two handsome looking men leisurely drinks inside.
One man was elegantly sitting on a tufted leather armchair. Looking all dignified akin to an emperor sitting in the dragon throne.
The other man sits at the Victorian couch with two girls at his side serving and pampering him.
Seeing his friend smiling as he looked at his phone, he knows that he's in a good mood. Charlie cleared his throat and brazenly asked.
"Bro, tell me who is that fucker last night?"
Up until today, he was still curious behind the story of the man this sadist had tortured last night.
If not for "Maria" who satisfied him, he reckoned he could not even get a wink of sleep.
"Not telling."
Ian nonchalantly said. He don't want to remember that good for nothing dogshit who almost harmed Tia.
'This fucker is so stingy.'
Charlie scoffed, then with an intriguing tone he casually questioned him. .
"Fine, don't tell, just tell me who is SHE?"
Hearing his question, Ian shot him a warning glance. Charlie gulped down his whiskey and he almost choked.
"You don't need to know."
Remembering Tia's sweet and innocent sleeping face, he smiled. Then he stood up and left the room.
Charlie was dumbfounded by this discovery. Seeing Ian's reaction, he finally came into a conclusion.
'Fucker is in love... How interesting.'
Ian looked down at the first floor and he instantly spotted a girl walking casually into the pub. She was looking around as if she's searching for someone.
As she walked people started to look at the girl's direction, her pretty face and dazzling aura instantly attracts the attention of almost all the men inside.
Ian's hand gripped the handrail thightly. A killing intent flashed through his eyes.
'How dare this people looked at her with those filthy eyes?'
His gripped was so hard that blue veins started to pop out of his beautiful hands.
Suddenly, he felt someone lightly tapped his shoulders. He looked around to see Charlie grinning like an idiot behind him.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing Ian intently looking below, he joined in. And like a lowly piece of metal his gaze was easily pulled into Tia's magnetic beauty. He finally understood what was happening. So he teasingly looked at Ian,
"Is that..."
"Don't look."
Before he could finish, Ian grabbed his collar and dragged him back inside the lounge.