- Are you jealous, Lieutenant? - You say, smiling as Ghost grabbed your hand and led you out of the bar.
You are sitting at a bar. You notice among the entire crowd one silhouette, dark and not suitable for bright eyes. He watches you carefully, every breath, every step is strictly monitored. Something switches in your brain and when you look away from Ghost, you feel someone placing their heavy hands on your pelvis. If you were here alone, you would immediately push the stranger away from you, but knowing that your escort is already looking at the action with malice, you do not take any action.
The stranger places his hands on your pelvis. You look back at Ghost, who jealously changed his position, leaning against the back of the sofa. When the hands of the man standing behind you are placed on your chest, you hear footsteps behind you. Immediately the grip on the chest will disappear. You smile, looking at the Phantom, who not weakly hit the stranger on the knee so that he bent