The Amazing Marcus Puth

One hundred and one

Owen turned off the TV with a angry sound. He

had just watched an update on the Marcus and

John's story and it made him mad. He wanted Marcus to lose and get hurt, so he could deal with him later. That would make him feel better.

He stormed into the room, dropping his shisha pot in the process. He pushed the door open and found Amayah fast asleep, which only seemed to enrage him further.

“First, her ex-husband gets away with his crimes, and now she's here, burdening me?” he thought to himself. “All she does is eat my money and sleep like a log,” he scoffed.

He then approached Amayah, tapping her shoulder to wake her up. “Amayah! Amayah!” he said, his tone laced with irritation.

Amayah groggily opened her eyes, rubbing them with her hands.

“What is it?” she asked in a sleepy voice.

“I’m in the mood,” Owen replied, his tone implying something more. Amayah looked at him confused,

“In the mood for what?” she asked.

Owen's response was blunt,”Don’t play dumb, spread your legs