Graves||Club

A careless glance

Graves was usually playful with girls, giving them false hopes, sweet words and promises. He usually just used their bodies when he needed to. He didn't like commitment and fidelity, so he ran away from serious relationships as far as possible.

After all the celebrations, Phillip went to the club alone. Because of his respectable appearance and the large bills in his wallet, young girls, especially students, couldn't keep their hands off him. He grinned and enjoyed the attention from the holidaymakers and several girls from the staff. But one barmaid caught his attention. She was cold by nature, her features sharp with discontent, and her gaze dismissive of the drunk girls.

Such severity excited the American, but he decided not to leave the company of the beauties just yet. And when the girls finally began to disperse, the man stretched and got up from the sofa, confidently heading for the alcohol counter. Smiling charmingly, he leaned his elbow on the counter. The smell made it clear that he was barely holding on after drinking so much alcohol.

"Why are you so gloomy, sweetheart?"