Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

It was in the wee hours of the morning.

The bodyguards at the entrance to the Millennium started to feel sleepy. They fought to keep themselves awake as they waited for their colleagues to take over their shifts.

One of the bodyguards was in mid-yawn when some rustling noise was heard.

Suddenly, he froze. "Hey, listen. Do you hear that?"

His partner replied, "Hear what? I didn't hear anything."

"No, I heard something. It was a rustling sound... like something grazing against the wall!"

His partner was frightened out of his wits. "I heard that this land used to be a mass grave decades ago.

It's the middle of the night. Don't scare me like this!"

"Wait here. I'll go and take a look."

The first bodyguard picked up his flashlight. He went around to the back of the club warily.

He shone the light around him. He also moved the light in an upward direction along the walls.

bright light shone past Axel, who was standing straight on the window sill with his arms in his

on the fifth

for his feet. He would fall to his death if

himself to the top. He stood there firmly with a calm and cold

amiss. So, he left while

a blind man," Axel uttered to

between his fingers. With

agility. He managed

time, Josh was in a high-class private room that cost at least five figures per night. He was having the

his side. He had a voluptuous woman sit with her

Josh is a lucky man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Being in the valley was only temporary. On the pinnacle is where you belong!" "That's right! How could Jameson compare himself to Mr. Josh? He's a bastard who only managed to rise to his position because of accidental luck. He

you must not forgive him easily. You need to

of how Jameson robbed him of his position as president. A ball of

women

lost! Get the fuck out, all

scattered away

of the lackeys came up to Josh. "Mr. Josh, were you

club? It doesn't seem too