CHAPTER 62
Zayan regretted agreeing to this, being there in the nightclub. But he really needed this, his mind has been constantly nagging him about Amyla to the extent that he couldn't bring his mind to function properly.
With a heavy sigh, he accepts the proffered drink from Mir and takes a gulp of the bitter liquor and enjoys the slight burn in his throat as it slides down easily. He slams the glass on the table and shoots daggers at the man in front of him. The man simply offers a sly smirk in return.
Zayan hisses at him, "what the f**k are we doing here?"
"Come on boss, we both need to loosen up. This week has been quite eventful and frustrating!" Mir said, shrugging his shoulders.
It was true, the moment they landed there, Zayan wasted no time and went straight to the damaged si
