Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 2016-“Hict After downing an entire bottle of strong liquor, Santiago flipped to his feet with surprising agility. Swaying slightly, he flashed a grin at Emmanuel. “Want a bottle too?*

With a flick of his wrist, four large gourd–shaped wine bottles dangled from his belt.

Everyone around was stunned.

What kind of drunk carries around gallons of booze?

“Why not? Hand me one!” Emmanuel was ready to warm up, and with a flick of his wrist, he shrugged off his jacket.

Santiago smirked and, with a snap of his fingers, sent one of the bottles flying Breaking Throug right into Emmanuel’s hand.

Their smooth, effortless coordination was mesmetting capturing the attention of everyone watching.