Chapter 27

Alessandro

I watched as the blue flames lit the tip of the cigar that was tucked in between my fingers. As I pushed the flames closer to where I wanted it to be, something caught my eye. How the hell I was able to notice it was strange to me, but now that I’d seen it, I just couldn’t ignore it. Just in between my fingers where the cigar sat, a red hue tainted my skin. I wasn’t exactly sensitive, and I barely bruised, so this was definitely a discovery.

A sly smirk made its way to my lips. I didn’t even have to think hard to figure out why the skin in between my fingers was pink, or better still, turning red. For the past hour or more, I’d been replacing rolls and rolls of cigars the moment I exhausted the last one.

At some point I’d lost count of how many of the smoke machines I’d inhaled, but I knew they were a lot. I was pushing myself, and maybe if I didn’t hold back, I would finally know my limit.