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Daciana's pov

"Wow, thanks so very much."Immediately the waitress brought me the two whiskeys as ordered whilst I was thinking she wouldn't. She placed it on the table and as soon as stepped back, I shifted forward and began to remove the drink's cap.

A little amount of foam pops out of it but before it could get too much, I downed it down my throat and gushed at the shrill that ran down my throat in the process. Five minutes later- Well, I never even knew I was this talented at drinking- I pushed the bottle aside and made to grab the second bottle when-

"Hey pretty face."A rough hairy hand shoots out of nowhere and yanked the whiskey bottle out of my reach. My face immediately contorted with anger, my nerves drilling me or all guts. Then slowly, like a steel grazing the fire, my anger melted as I reclined back into my seat and folded my arms against my chest as I pout.

The unknown male figure met my eyes, his chest heavied with chuckles when I eyed him carefully. "Give me back my bo