Chapter Fourty.

“I ask you to put away your weapons! Here is a child!”

Chris wrinkled his nose in displeasure and walked over to the couch where Vittorio was sitting. Esther had just run away from him and joined Adam. Looking at the time, everyone except the high school student and Jasper had been drinking for the past two to three hours. With what is this resistant lady she decided to start her night right away with forty-degree drinks. So it was not surprising that, when approaching Adam, who was trying to get more snacks from the fridge and shouting if they needed to order something from delivery, the fragile and thin omega simply fell into a tall and pumped up man, who had to drop everything side, dishes on the table and catch the girl on the run. Vittorio watched this, so when Chris joined him with a glass of juice, the Italian chuckled and nodded in their direction.

"Look at her, she's already drunk."

"And you?"

“I am sober.”

"Chayson didn't put you in here when you, coming down the stairs, alm