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.

He also moved the light

Axel, who was standing

on the fifth

standing on was only wide enough for his feet. He would fall to his death if

there firmly with a

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

man,”

He had a sharp and thin glass cutter in between his fingers. With a few swift moves thereafter, a large hole appeared in the

snuck in with agility. He managed to get in without a

cost at least five figures per night. He

satisfied with having women by his side. He had a voluptuous woman sit with

spoon in his mouth. Being in the valley was only temporary. On the pinnacle is where you belong!” “That’s right! How could Jameson

need to give him a taste of his

how Jameson robbed him of his position as

the women

the fuck out,