Lucian's pov
The sound of bottles breaking, screams, sex, drugs, and alcohol filled the room as soon as I walked in. The chaotic atmosphere pressed in from all sides, thick with the scent of unwashed bodies and cheap liquor.
I frowned, navigating through the tightly packed crowd. I turned my head slightly and asked Boca, "What kind of place is this?"
Boca glanced back at me, completely unbothered by the madness around them. "They are also rogues like us, so why are you acting surprised?"
Ragnar scoffed from the side, a mocking grin spreading across his face. "Lucian has been cuffed up by Alina so much he has forgotten what the real world looks like."
Boca let out a dark laugh, while I simply rolled my eyes, ignoring my friends' teasing as we kept on walking deeper into the dingy establishment.
Eventually, Boca stopped in front of a truly massive man who easily matched his own towering size. Boca clapped a hand on the giant's shoulder and said, "Hey."
