Allison's POV

Once he got the bottle from me, he threw it onto the man-whore, who had to throw his arms and body forward to catch it. There was a hidden threat in Luca's stare that warned that there would be consequences if he didn't catch the bottle.

When the boy did, he sighed hard with relief.

"Good job, boy?" Luca forced him a smile, and he snatched my arm. He said nothing as he began dragging me along with him, past the VIP section and towards a lonely narrow corridor, before throwing ...