“Here you go, Death,” she said, placing the drink in front of her.
He looked up into her sharp green eyes. They were the eyes of a temptress, the destroyer of his bachelorhood. Then, Brianna, the bitch, she smiled at him showing her white teeth.
Against his better judgment, Death after so many months of avoiding her, started to fall for the redhead. Did the club know red haired women turned him on?
Fuck, there was no other word to describe it. He was truly f**ked.
The End