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!”

arrival had disturbed his happy and sacred time

was staring strangely at him, wondering

air about him. “Look at how beautiful the weather is. It’s a

Marcus said quickly,

about that. We came

and glanced at the two other men he rarely hung out with. One was Darin

them, probably Mylo’s girlfriend, was in Mylo’s arms, and the other, was in Delmor’s friend’s arms. She was probably his

o’clock. We can start setting things up. Let’s set up the grill guys,” Mylo

down!” Marcus ordered

at Marcus, then at each

and went out to set things for the barbecue up. Everyone was bustling

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