Despised By All, Loved By None

At the lonely alley road, Mark was brutally beaten to pulp, the thugs tore his clothes and inflicted wounds on his body, he was close to death as he stared at them without an atom of strength in his body.

"Next time, you will know better than to lie to men like us!" the leader said and grabbed the five hundred dollar notes they could find.

"Please, that's all the money I have, please" Mark begged with his last strength, his voice was cracked and they laughed hysterically as they watched him groan in pains, he kept bleeding from his legs and arms, they were merciless.

"Let's move, the cops could be here at any moment," one of the thugs revealed.

"No, they won't, they don't answer to the calls of poor men like him, let's leave him to his maker, see you later," the leader said and they disbanded themselves immediately.

Mark could hardly see anything in front of him, his vision was blurry, and all he could do was gasp for oxygen before he passed out for the second time. The alley road