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King of Hearts Pt. IX


“Isn’t fun…how I get what I always wanted” A voice echoed as Michael slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids parted as his vision blurred. His head rang with loud echoes in the deep edges of his mind as he attempted to try to remember what happened. The scent of Burberry mingled with strong rum and gin filled his nose as he gradually vision. He rubbed as his eyes to find that he was in the bed and looked around the room. He raised his eyebrows, as he didn’t know where he was. He rubbed across the bed and felt the sheet across his body. He knew he was nude underneath and looked over to someone on the other side of him. He searched around him to find his clothes. He discovered this jeans and shoes were by the long wooden door and the rest of his clothes led up to the bed. 

“How in the world I got here?” Michael questioned as he scratched to try to figure out how come to be where he is. “The last thing I remember was sitting at the bar” his head pound as he tried to remember any further. He sat up on the edge of the bedroom suddenly he felt something move in the bed. He pulled the sheets away to find no one. He looked to the other side to discover nothing was there. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. 

“So you are awake,” the voice said from the bathroom door as Michael looked to see. It was Greg with nothing on more a towel wrapped around his waist. Michael’s mouth dropped wide as his eye bucked to see it was Greg. “That’s no way to treat me after that wonderful night” Greg smirked. 

“What the fuck you mean wonderful night?” Michael raised his eyebrows as he balled up his fist. Greg smiled as he walked toward. “Now there is no need for violence…I wanted you since I known you and Tristan were dating.” He stated as he crouched now to greet my face. “Now last night was everything I wanted it to be…but now I don’t have any more usage of you” Greg smiled as rubbed his head. The air ignited as Michael’s fist collided with Greg’s jaw. “You son of a bitch and a piece of shit” Michael stated as Greg nursed his now swelling jaw. Michael put on his shirt and jeans as well as shoe without hesitation. “You disgust me, man” Michael walked out of the door.


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