Mickey remained standing there until he saw the older man shrug with resignation."Whatever, do take things easy young man and if that fight or whatever gets out of hand, do well to call the cops." The older man said as he started his car.Mickey eyed him angrily as he drove off and once he was already out of sight, he gave him the middle finger and a tongue sticking out. He swore never to get in the car belonging to an elderly driver least he does something he might regret.It was time to go face off with the hell cats fighting as he could make out the voices of all three girls.At the entrance, he peered through the curtain and noticed they were not at the place. He used the opportunity to check himself out, his hair and his American ass, which was what he used to call it. What could one say, apparently, girls used to drool over it until Kevin took over.He thought of Kevin now and grimaced angrily. A thought flashed across his mind as he wondered what could be causing whatever figh

Kevin had followed Omar all the way to his place. They had to drop off the manager at his boutique as Omar explained that the second phase of their assignment was going to be just between them both. He wanted no intrusion and his manager too did not want to show that he cared. He said he had things to do after all and had them go drop him.Once out of the car, he turned to Kevin and reminded him that he was going to reach out to him again with regards to the new routine he would be getting through."But you realize that I have school?" The man asked him."Yes. School during the day and work afterwards." He said to Kevin."Wait, what? What about rest and sleep?" Kevin asked him worriedly."Well, I could have helped you out there but permit me to remind you that Don Quinton is not one to be trifled with. He would expect that you are in shape in no time. If you have any doubts regarding that, you could ask the gracious asshole in the car with you. I believe he would agree with me that hi

He took in the hard contents and grimaced his face. He had never had whiskey in his life."Still alive?" Omar asked him."I think so." Kevin responded."Good. We have a lot ahead of us and no thanks to your excessive ex. She's a hellcat." Omar noted.Well, if for anything, Kevin had to agree with him this time because that was precisely what Vanessa was. She would pretty much put her best into making one's life a living hell and there was no kidding with her. Of all the women he knew, she was the most dangerous of the lot.He sat down as Omar came to sit beside him, his phone out now.The other guy dialed a number and started to speak while Kevin listened calmly."So, what's the intel?" Omar asked the other person.He listened now calmly and would make sounds and signals that he was still on the call and probably deeply engrossed in the discussion. He went on for a little while and Kevin got bored looking at him as he looked around the place.He was contemplating taking a sip from his

"Regretting it?" Omar asked the moment he noticed Kevin's dampened mood."Of course not. She deserves it. She's been a wicked bitch after all." Kevin responded but it was more or less like he was actually trying to convince himself of what had happened now that it was right.All along, he had been brooding since Vanessa's nudes were posted and Omar confirmed it when he checked his phone. Apparently, it was already making bigger waves as the views kept increasing. Kevin's heart actually sank.Perhaps, this time, the system had demanded the most unimaginable thing from him and ge had to do it to survive. He did not want to keep his heart in pains but coping with all of this was a little bit on the extra part for Kevin.Right now, he was actually beginning to wonder if he was losing his humanity and of course even more was if he had successfully completed his task given to him by the system. The system had yet to provide him with any response and he was actually feeling scared. What if a

Martin was beginning to grow a little impatient when Omar had come in. The guy could not go eavesdrop on the two but simply decided to wait for him."What are you up to?" He asked Omar the instant he came inside."Why are you so early?" Omar asked him."Why do you think? To keep you company of course only to find you're already planning on replacing me." Martin said to him."Replace you, I'll never replace you. We've been through a lot together." Omar said to him."Then who's the cutie to you?" Was the next question.Omar took it like a light ball. Clearly, this was the question of the millennia and of course his partner had every right to ask. He had been on a on and off relationship with Martin since they met on his first night at the gay club and like glue, the latter had refused to let go.Several times, his father had tried to pay the guy off but he always seemed to resurface in his life. Omar did not hate the guy for any of this. In fact, if he was being honest, he loved him a l