I Am Your Friend

“Forgive me for not recalling she was the lady with you at the cafeteria that day,” Don Maxino continued to plead, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

He then gestured at his men, “you fools, what are you still doing there standing? Come kneel and plead for forgiveness from the young Gibson, you have slapped his friends face till it’s swollen. Beg for his mercy lest he have all your hands cut off!”

August was not actually mad at Don Maxino and his men. Infact he was excited that they taught Boris a lesson he’ll live to remember, he deserved it!

“Friend?” August sneered as he turned his gaze towards Boris. Though he had only been slapped for a few times his face had become swollen and shapeless, he looked like a swine at the moment. He couldn’t raise to his feet, he remained on the floor groaning in pain. “He is not my friend,” August dismissed.

“He-he isn’t your friend?” Don Maxino stammered out, his face turning back menace. “If this bastard is not friends with the young Gibson, I’
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