“JUST DRINK the fruit juice, Princess,” Apollo uttered while sipping in his can of beer.
Isla frowned. “Seriously? Just let me drink one beer—”
“No!”
Zero laughed. “Dude just gave this moment to the princess,” he uttered and winked at her.
Isla doesn’t know what to say and just looked away. Becca met her eyes and come closer to her. “I saw that,” Becca said and smiled.
She reached for her side and pinched the skin of her arm. “Ouch!” Becca blurted.
“I am serious, princess. You can’t—”
“You said I can. Now, you’re saying I won’t? Don’t be a killjoy Apollo. This is my party.”
Apollo glared at her. She then met his eye and arched her brow.
Her brother heaved a deep sigh. “Fine. Just one beer.”
She shook her head. “Two.”
“What?”
“You heard me right, I’m gonna drink two cans,” she insisted.
Apollo was about to talk when Zero encircled his left arm into his shoulder. “Come one, bro. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
Apollo puffed his disbelief.
Her after-party was held near their pool and only their close friends attended. They were sitting in front of a round table, Becca, Apollo, Zero, and her. The others occupied the seat at their back. Some were happy singing and others were swimming in the pool.
Since Apollo was too possessive, she was about to wear a bikini but when Apollo followed them upstairs, she let her change into shorts and a shirt. Seriously?
And now, he doesn’t want her to drink beer?
“Come on. Let’s have a toss,” Zero exclaimed and raised his can.
Isla then grabbed a beer and opened it. When she lifted her head, she met her brother’s gaze. She just rolled her eyes and smirked.
“Cheers!” it was Becca’s cheerful voice that roared into the atmosphere.
“Just two beers and you will climb up to your room after, princess,” Apollo uttered.
Isla rolled her eyes and sipped on the can. She grimaced when she tasted it.
Zero on the side was glancing at Isla’s reaction. He wanted to laugh but Becca was glaring at her.
He arched his brow and mouthed, ‘what’.
Becca shrugged her shoulders and drank.
As the beer tasted bitter, she grabbed nuts to surpass that taste. After a while, she let herself be drowned in its taste and started to slurp it at once.
“Whoa!” It’s Zero.
“What is it?” Apollo asked. Since her brother is watching others play pool, he then went closer to them.
“Nothing,” Zero replied and stood up. “Need to find a woman to fuck!” he uttered.
“Your mouth, Zero,” Apollo warned.
“What?”
“You don’t have to flaunt how well you are as a fucker,” Apollo said and looked at her sister, who was just looking at them.
“Go upstairs. Look at your face—it’s all red,” he said.
Hearing Zero, Isla was a little bit hurt—the reality knocked inside her. She then nodded. When she got up, she closes her eyes when she felt a little bit dizzy.
“Are you okay?” It was Becca who was looking at her.
She opened her eyes and nodded. “I’ll just take a nap. Hmm… how about you?”
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