Chapter 81

Dalia’s POV

Immediately we entered the club, I pulled Chelsea away from Damien and tugged her with me to the bar. “We’ll be in the VIP lounge,” Damien shouted after us and we gave him a thumbs up.

“Give me two glasses of your strongest drink,” I told the bartender the moment we got to the bar. “You were just whining over the alcohol I gave you and now you want the strongest alcohol in the bar? What is going on with you?” Chelsea shouted over the noise of the music.

“Thank you,” I thanked the guy in front of me and downed one glass of alcohol without taking a breath. “That’s freaking hot,” I clawed at my throat and the same guy passed me lemon and salt. I took it and felt much better.

“I think Alexander is hiding something from me,” I told Chelsea and she looked at me, waiting for me to continue. I kept mute and threw back the second glass.

“Whewwwwwwww! Yeah baby,” I shouted and Chelsea shook her head at me. “Girl, I don’t know why you think Alex