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An interrupted side smirk showed on his face as she spoke. Maybe she wasn’t the most respectful to the law, but truth is he hasn’t met a woman this interesting in a while. It was worth the shot. Probably after they said goodbye, they wouldn’t see each other again and that would be fine.
“Let me bounce the question back to you. Because you are beautiful and dangerous you think that you can charm me, hm?”, Milos smiled a little more and received his beer, taking a large sip before putting it on the wooden table.
After recovering his money and keeping it back where it belonged, his blue eyes returned to hers, waiting for her name to be revealed, even though he didn’t expect her to give a real one, it would be a DANGEROUS move, wouldn’t it?
“Okay, Rian. Nice to meet you, and I gotta ask since you have this… thrilling life, but, will there be any question out of limits? Asking just to know which way to take through this conversation”.
“I can,” The green eyed vixen spoke with a sweet guarantee, small smile starting to curve at the ends of her lips before she was tipping her head sideways, “It’s the only thing I’m good at.”
A light shrug of her shoulders, like it was a fact rather than a call for pity -- because she was proud of it. It was the skill that kept her lowkey rich, unlike the man in front of her who seemed to flaunt it. Not that she minded, he was confident in his wealth and it was painfully attractive. “You did just call me beautiful, so I already got a little bit of wiggle room.” Her lips were now speaking behind the glass before she took another sip, her leg brushing against his lightly. He had to know how attractive he was; she wondered for a moment how often he found victims in bars. Willing victims, but she felt wide eyed and ready to submit. Complete opposite of Orian Blake.
“Sure -- you may not be happy with every question, but sure.” Her eyes stayed curiously on him.











