I Breathe Euro

Jack glanced to the side to identify the person who had just placed the drink order, and to his surprise, it was Theresa.

Theresa was not 18 yet, so what was she thinking coming here? And with this dress?

Theresa was wearing a V-neck, sexy, slit dress; perhaps his mother's jewelry was layered on top, making her look anything but a teenager. [Image]

Jack didn't bother with his last drink on the counter, but Theresa, who was intoxicated, approached him. Without even flinching, she grabbed Jack's last cocktail and drank it all.

Jack was also a little drunk, but not enough to overwhelm him. He looked at the drunk Theresa, and before he could react, Theresa kissed him. Nota smooch but proper kiss.

After kissing Jack hard, Jack tasted the fruit she was just chewing. It still tasted delicious.

"Theresa, Theresa," Jack bewildered, shaking the drunk Theresa hard, but she was too drunk to understand that; she was just smiling at Jack and saying something; the music was too loud for Jack to hear anything.

As Jack was holding her shoulders, she hugged Jack, and very hardly, Jack didn't know what to do with this drunken fool.

Then suddenly a man came from the dance floor; he had red hair and also red facial hair; he was around 23-25 years old.

Looking at Theresa, who was now hugging Jack, the red-haired man looked mad. He came near Jack and grabbed Theresa's shoulder and pulled it hard, so hard that Jack, who was sitting on a bar stool, was also affected. Jack just jumped down and grabbed Theresa with both hands.

"What the fuck man?"" Jack, hugging Theresa, who seemed to be sleeping, asked the question to the person who just came in and pulled Theresa.

"Don't get involved. It's none of your concern." The red-haired man was not interested in talking with Jack; he was still going for Theresa.

As the hand of the red-haired person was coming near Theresa, Jack just punched the hand hard. The sudden punch shook the man with red hair, and he took a step back.

"You dare to touch me? I'll have you thrown in jail." A red-haired man warned Jack.

" Yeah? We'll see about that. What's your name?" Jack was still holding on to Theresa when he asked.

The man just gave Jack a look, as if wanting to murder him, and then went off, lost in the sea of dancing people.

Jack, who was now holding Theresa in his arm, grabbed her shoulder with his hand for support and led her out of the club. Outside, the night was still in full swing, and the entire street was packed with people.

Jack thought it would be awkward with him and a drunken, almost sleeping woman, but the street was full of such people.

Jack then grabbed the drunken Theresa with one hand, as she was not able to even stand upright without his support.

Then called her mother, as she was a minor and he could not take any risks at this late; it was 10.30 p.m. in the night.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice of Stephanie came in.

"Ms. Stephanie, Where are youu?" Jack immediately asked for her location because he wanted her to come. Jack's home was close from here, so he didn't want to go back there, drop her, then come back here again.

"I am obviously in my home." Ms. Stephanie sounded a little angry, because who calls this late and asks such stupid questions?

"Alright, you have to drive here at Harry Klein Club; Theresa is with me; she's very drunk." Jack, who was holding a 17-year-old, said as much as he could because Theresa was not sleeping anymore; she was up and she was not in sense.

She was smiling and sniffing Jack around, then she kissed him on his cheek, pinching his cheek hard.

"WHAT!!!!" Ms. Stephanie's stupified voice came in.

"Yes, she... shhhhh, I am talking with your mother."

"No... Don't talk with my mom; talk with me, Theresa." Theresa was talking on Jack's left side, and he has a phone in his right ears. Theresa was reaching constantly for Jack's phone.

"Ma'am, I can't hold on. Can you please drive here?" Jack requested. Theresa was too drunk and crazy to handle, and she's a minor if anyone asks. What should Jack do? So he just wanted her guardian to come as soon as possible.

"JACK, WHY WON'T YOU PUT DOWN YOUR STUPID PHONE?" Theresa started to make a loud noise.

"Jack, I am so sorry. Take her to your apartment; I'll be there in about 15 minutes." Ms. Stephanie, who understood the situation, hastily said that, when she heard Theresa's voice, and she was now worried.

"Alright, I'll take her there," Jack immediately agreed.

"Jack, Jack, Jack, do you know how much I love you? You don't." Theresa was blabbering nonstop.

" Oh? Do you want to go to my apartment?" Jack suggested.

" What!!! But I've never done that," Theresa drunkenly said.

"What?" Jack asked; he was also slowly proceeding towards his apartment after ending the phone call.

"Sex, I've never had sex," Theresa without any hint of hesitation said.

The people who were walking on the sidewalk with Jack and Theresa gave side eyes to Jack.

Jack was also bewildered. 'Why was she talking about sex? Can't she just normally go into my apartment? '

"You can just visit my apartment today," Jack said, suggesting a beautiful solution for her.

" What? No, no, who picks a drunk girl from a club and won't have sex? I don't believe you." Theresa all of a sudden left Jack's support and walked alone; she was in heels, so she was stumbling and bumping here and there.

"I am not lying," Jack persuaded her, as she was too drunk to even think straight.

"No, no, I don't believe you." Theresa, saying this, walked forward, then bumped into a trash can, then tried to straighten herself and started to walk forward again.

Jack looking at this fool with a sexy dress got a headache. What to do? ' It's a good thing I've got patience; otherwise, I would have slapped the fucking day light out of her.'

"Look, Theresa, it's me, Jack, your Jack. Would I do something bad to you?" Jack tried something new; he tried to act a little cutely.

"Oh!! " Theresa this time stopped, looked at Jack with all her attention, then smiled and, with both hands up, hugged Jack. She rubbed her face against his chest, inhaling his scent, before her gaze lifted to see Jack's fake smile.

"I love you; take me to your home," Theresa said while still in Jack's embrace. Then, feeling much more secure, she fell asleep.

Jack tightly hugged Theresa to prevent her from falling on the streets. He then hailed a cab because, despite the fact it's a 10-minute walk from here, Theresa was completely unconscious. Had she been slightly awake, he could have carried her.

Jack first opened the door, laid Theresa down on the back seat of the cab, removed his jacket, and covered her upper body.

Then he sat on the front seat with the driver and took her to his apartment; then princess carried her into his apartment.

After carefully placing her on the couch, he turned on the heater, took back his jacket, and left to grab some food from the nearby convenience store.

Locking the door, he saw a person he least wanted to see. It was the almost naked woman, or Daniel's wife.

Jack didn't greet her; he doesn't want to know someone like that. He just walked past her and into the elevator. After pressing the button in the elevator to go down, Jack looked at the woman, who was now standing far away from him but face to face.

She formed a circle with two fingers in one hand, then slid her middle finger from the other hand into the circle.

Then the elevator gates slowly closed. Jack, who had just seen the gesture, couldn't believe what he was seeing; he was blinking hard to process what had just happened.

Even after coming downstairs, Jack was still in shock. Jack was now terrified of this woman.

Jack, to distract himself, said in his mind, 'System.'

[1 breath = 2 €]

[Please use 1,000,000 € to level up.]

[Balance: 2,25,000 €]

'Nice, let's take out 5K€ more.' Jack went to a nearby ATM booth, took out 5K€, and with his previous 1.5K€, the amount of money in his wallet increased again.

Then Jack went to the local gas station, to be exact, the convenience store that operates 24 hours a day. First he went to the instant ramen/noodles section and bought several cups of them, then took some beers and went to the counter to check out.

"Sir, don't drink beer tonight. You're very drunk." The shopkeeper suggested Jack with a smile.

"How do you know that?" Jack thought he was handling himself well after drinking four glasses of cocktails.

"You're swaying constantly."

Jack looked at the glass panel near the counter, and sure enough, his eyes were red, and he was swaying a lot.

"Thanks, man, I won't drink tonight." Jack thanked the shopkeeper before leaving the convenience store.