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Delicious? In my opinion, it appears to have a distinct flavor. But I haven’t commented yet because I don’t want to offend the seller, who appears to be staring at me at all times. I’m also aware that this is their family’s primary source of income. “However, ma’am, don’t try to eat this; you might not be able to digest it in your stomach.” “You’re not used to it yet, but if you want to try this one,” Lazzy said as she handed me a chicken dung.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
I took it and eat it. So they won’t be hurt if I refuse.
As soon as I tried it, I realized it was delicious. I sat with my back to them and nodded. I took my phone from my bag. I also went on Instagram. Something caught my eye and raised my brows. A photograph of me in business attire The bandit in front of the tabloid Why don’t I realize this? Did they go so far as to not ask my permission? Because I am not a celebrity, I must put my face on the internet. There are even more captions. Is the Vergara company’s heiress single or not? When I read what was written, my hair stood on end. They have no right to meddle in my life. I want to be alone, but they have intruded on my privacy. They stood up after eating. “Are we going home, Ma’am?” Laica asked. “Not yet, we’re going somewhere else,” I replied. So I walked into the car first, and they came after. After they had all left the plaza, I started the car. We looked for a bar that was easily accessible. Tonight, I intend to drink as a stress reliever. I noticed another bar open while I was driving. When I looked at the name, it said, “Happiness” which raised my eyebrows. Is it really enjoyable to enter this bar? Will the hangover give me a headache the next day? At the thought, I shook my head. I park my car on the side of the bar. They squeaked like bees as they opened the car door. I shivered. I assumed they were having a good time because they appeared to have only recently visited this location. First, they led me into the bar. But they all stopped and collided because the bouncer was blocking their way. I went up to them. “Ma’am, minors are not permitted to enter here,” the big man said. I laughed at what I heard, which drew the bouncer’s attention. “They just look like minors, sir, but you’re the same age as them.” I explained. The bouncer frowned, as if he was embarrassed. And I looked at Luciana to make sure I wasn’t lying. They all nodded, and the bouncer went back to his post so we could pass. “It’s rare that we’re still mistaken for minors,” Genie chuckled. They all burst out laughing. When we all went inside, the music that was playing was primarily rock. They all started dancing at once, which made me laugh. I had no idea they had a talent for dancing. We were looking for a seat when I noticed that other customers were staring at us. “Relax, girls; you’ve already captivated the interest of others,” I advised. They abruptly stopped dancing and fell silent. We took a seat in the far corner. Mila stood up and swayed her both hands, saying, “Yahoo, let’s go, girls, let’s dance.” They all stood up and made their way to the center of the dance floor. I was left in the chair by myself. I had no idea they had a talent for dancing. I could see them all from where I was sitting. They were swaying and grinding so hard to the music. I scowled. What’s the secret to their dancing prowess? I stood up and walked over to the counter, despite the fact that I am not. “Please, one martini,” I said to the bartender. “Yes, Ma’am,” he responds. I know that not drinking is why they agreed to go here to the bar house but the disco. The bartender has already given me my order. I accepted it and drank it when I noticed something was wrong with my neck. I turned around and noticed a receptive man approaching me and suddenly kissing me on the neck. All my hair stood on end.
“Are you by yourself, Babe?” he asked. What I heard made my ears tingle; he had no right to kiss me, after all, I didn’t know him. “You chose the wrong woman,” I pointed out. One of its hands approached me. In rage, my nose smoked. Perhaps she thought I was one of those women who were easily duped. “Perhaps you’re no longer young, so you don’t know how to be respectful?” I suggested. He abruptly moved away from me and said,
“I thought you wanted someone with you?” he sarcastically asked, grinning broadly. I turned to face him. “Seriously? I wouldn’t have come here alone if I wanted more of a companion. Not the one like you, I need,” I said with a smile. The smirk had vanished from his lips, replaced by a glare. “You deserve it, you idiot,” my mind retorted. “I’m not going to like you either, but we just feel the same way, so you can leave right in front of me.” I pushed him away. “We’re not done yet. I’ll come back to you, and when I return, you’ll kneel in front of me,” he laughs maniacally. I felt as if all of my blood flowed to my head in order to comprehend everything he said. He walked away from me and to his table. And I noticed he was whispering something into his companion’s ear. And they were all laughing as they looked at me. I was nervous. Shit! They have something planned against me. I stood there staring at them. They are still conversing. I moved closer to the middle of the dance floor. I’m yanking them away from me. They came to a halt and looked at me. “Let’s head home. I have a bad feeling here,” I told them. They all turned pale as a result of what I had said.