Chapter 18

Alex was sitting in the middle of a bunch of rich second masters; they were forcing Alex to drink. It was literally just twelve p.m. in the afternoon. Why were they forcing Alex to drink, and why did they drink themselves?

Without much thought, I walked up to them with a large stride.

"Hrm, hrm.” I cleared my throat, drawing their attention.

"Wow, we are really lucky today; another beauty has delivered herself to us,” they mocked as they looked at me with their leacherous gazes, which disgusted me.

I raised my hands, and a crisp sound of my hand making contact with the face of one of the men resounded around the bar. Even the music stopped playing, and the other customers turned their attention to us, looking at us with amusement.

“How dare you slap me, you bitch?" the man shouted.

"If you mess with me, I will slap you again," I theatened him, pointing my hands at him while he stepped back in fear.

“Alex, let's go,” I said as I grabbed her hands, preparing to drag her away, but