Mylo let himself in with the spare key he had. Seated in the Living room on his black Leather sofa downstairs, were a group of rich Looking people.

Hearing Marcus come downstairs, Mylo looked up and tapped the Rolex watch on his wrist, clicking his tongue in reproach.

‘t’s almost noon. You usually get up early. What happened today?” “Did you work overtime last night?” Delmor chimed in.

Marcus just glared at them, silently cursing the idiots for disturbing his peace. He had waited so long and endured the torture to finally have sex with his wife. How long he slept was none of their business. Of course, he didn’t say that out loud.

He tucked a hand into his pocket and asked impatiently, “What are you doing here? I didn’t invite you!”

disturbed his happy and

staring strangely at him, wondering

and looked out of the window with a relaxed air about him. “Look at how beautiful the weather is.

don’t have food here,” Marcus said quickly,

and said excitedly, “Don’t worry about that. We came with all

the two other men he rarely hung out with.

probably Mylo’s girlfriend, was in Mylo’s

set up the grill guys,” Mylo

Marcus ordered in a

at each other in confusion. They didn’t

went out to set things for the barbecue up.

of food when his phone rang. Seeing Rhea’s name on the caller ID, he

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