Sweet poison
he said, as a devilish smile played around his lips.
He walked over to a minibar and brought out wine and a glass cup after which, he poured himself a drink.
When he had filled up his glass, he walked over to the fridge and brought out a bottle of water which he threw at me, I subconsciously caught the water amid the air and quickly remembered that I was supposed to be a clumsy whore, I quickly let the water drop but before it hit the floor, he has with some type of magic or super speed gotten hold of the bottle.