Can’t Win Me Back

-It was in the wee hours of the morning.

The bodyguards at the entrance to the Millennium started to feel sleepy. They fought to keep themselves awake as they waited for their colleagues to take over their shifts.

One of the bodyguards was in mid-yawn when some rustling noise was heard.

Suddenly, he froze. “Hey, listen. Do you hear that?”

His partner replied, “Hear what? I didn’t hear anything.”

“No, I heard something. It was a rustling sound… like something grazing against the wall!”

His partner was frightened out of his wits. “I heard that this land used to be a mass grave decades ago.

It’s the middle of the night. Don’t scare me like this!”

“Wait here. I’ll go and take a look.”

The first bodyguard picked up his flashlight. He went around to the back of the club warily.

the light around him. He also moved the light in an upward

was standing straight on the window sill with his arms in

on the

for his feet. He

firmly with a calm and cold expression on his face as he observed

bodyguard didn’t notice anything amiss. So, he left while scratching his head, feeling

blind man,” Axel uttered to

had a sharp and thin glass cutter in between his fingers. With a few swift

agility. He managed to get in without a

least five figures per night. He was

He had a voluptuous woman sit with her legs spread across his thighs

right! How could Jameson compare himself to Mr.

must not forgive him easily. You need to give him a taste of his own

of how Jameson robbed him of his

the women

the fuck out, all of