❛ ahhh, she wouldn’t, would she? except, my goddess, your little mother is long dead. and by that she left you. abandoned you. now give me back my damn scotch or i shall kill you, your mother ( even when she’s already gone ) and everyone in this DAMN HOTEL. ❜
Natacha was so DRUNK, that she wasn’t really hearing him speaking ( or she just turn on selective ears? )… Stubborn as always thing that never changed, she rolled the scotch of James in the neckline of her expensive dress, of course she wet herself, but she don’t care to feel the cool drink sliding in her perfect curves, this made her body shiver of goosebumps && she gave him an empty glass. No, she wasn’t only drunk but horny. Wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Opss.”