The idiot was no other than one of Victor's guests he had invited into the party. And judging from the way his speech was slurred, he was obviously drunk out of his mind.
"Why did you stop? We were having so much fun," He wasn't even able to stand straight while speaking to her.
Arianna couldn't tell if that question was directed at her or the girls that had stopped dancing and staring at him or the soldiers that had straightened up, ready to swarm into action if he dared lay a hand on her.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Seriously, dude?!" Arianna pushed him hard in the chest and he almost fell, getting on his feet at the last minute. Arianna always had a temper in the first place, hence it wasn't surprising.
"Hey, back off. She's Marcel's girlfriend," Chelsea was the first to come to her defense.
And while Marcel's name was supposed to invoke some fear into him, the fool sneered instead, "Really? Marcel's girlfriend?"
