Wet Nights
Ronald asked, still puffing out cigarette's smoke from his mouth and nose.
“I think we should focus on our previous discussion. You've had fun already, so let's talk business now.” I retorted, my voice was calm and collected.
“Yeah, I almost forgot that's the main reason I was here today,” he laughed, stretching his hand over the table to grab the bottle of whiskey sitting before me.
“I've been running numbers, Bishop. But it seems like you're still finding it hard to consider me as your ally.” Ronald began, pouring drink into his glass cup.
Hot Chapters