Page 16 of King of Sin
A faint smile touched her lips.
"My parents taught me so much growing up. They always reminded me to be gentle and kind, especially around boys. Men tend to look down on girls who don't know how to behave properly."
The smile on her face faded as disgust flickered through her eyes.
"I've told Juliet countless times to behave herself, but she never listens. All she does is get into fights and create trouble wherever she goes."
As she spoke, she naturally reached toward Vincent and took the whiskey glass from his hand.
The movement was so familiar that no one at the table found it strange.
Holding the glass near his lips, Alexa looked at him expectantly.
Vincent didn't even hesitate.
Without lifting a finger to take the glass back, he parted his lips and drank the whiskey she offered him as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
The sight instantly drew several knowing smiles from the people around them.
A victorious smile spread across Alexa's face.
Only after he finished did she lower the glass, tilting her head slightly as amusement danced in her eyes.
"How many times has this happened already?" she asked with a light laugh. "Juliet sees you with another woman, gets jealous, throws a tantrum, and then comes running back afterward to make up."
She shook her head as though she couldn't understand it.
"If it's already this bad now, I can't imagine what it'll be like after you're married."
A soft laugh escaped her lips.
"I think you're going to be dealing with this for the rest of your life."
"So what if he gets tired of it?" Nolan said with a dismissive shrug.
Leaning back in his chair, he casually draped an arm over the backrest, a smug smile playing on his lips.
"If she keeps causing trouble, he'll just replace her with another woman." He scoffed. "It's not like men like him have a shortage of options."
His voice dripped with mockery.
"It's not like he loves her anyway."
The table fell quiet for a brief moment before Nolan continued.
"This was always a marriage of convenience. His parents wanted him to marry her, so he agreed. That's all there is to it."
He raised his glass and took a slow sip, his expression indifferent.
"Now she'll just have to deal with whatever comes with being in a forced relationship."
Griffin snorted in amusement. He lazily swirled the whiskey in his glass before bringing it to his lips.
"She's just another responsibility Vincent got stuck with." He smirked. "More of a burden than a fiancée, if you ask me."
"Jesus Christ." Nolan let out a groan and ran a hand through his hair. "I can't even imagine living with someone like that."
He shook his head as if the thought alone was exhausting.
