A leopard could not change its spots. Marcus was a thug, after all. Although he was afraid of death, he was greedy for money and sex.
It seemed like Michelle was great bait.
Yale puffed slowly and lit the cigarette again. He walked to Marcus while smiling and patted him hard. “Z!”
The latter did not react. His eyes were almost stuck on Michelle.
“Z!” Yale faked a cough and raised his voice. “Zen!”
Only then did Marcus react. He looked panicky, but after the former signaled him, he straightened his body instantly and quickly went into character.
“Ha, Z, I’m sure you’ve met Ms. Carmichael before?”
“No… Oh, I mean, yes, I have!”
“Was the meeting rather rushed?” He waved at her. “Let me introduce the two of you officially!
“Michelle Carmichael, the musical talent who came back from overseas!
“Ha, Z, don’t just stay home with your wife when you have the time. Take Ms. Carmichael out for a stroll!”
Marcus secretly felt troubled. Sweat was dripping on the tip of his nose.
Meanwhile, Michelle was surprised and happy.
She hesitated whether to look for Yale before heading out. The reason being if she offended this man, she would lose her fame forever.
Never had she thought she had made the right decision!
“M-Mr. Z!” Michelle raised her pitch. “It’s my fault that I offended your wife the last time we met… Is she still mad?”
“Don’t worry. She’s not as petty as you think!” Yale seized the opportunity to push her into Marcus’ embrace.
She knew what he was doing and allowed her body to fall into Marcus’.
It had been a long time since Marcus had touched a woman. His desire was burning as a lady was sent his way, and his mind was blank. There was nothing left in his world at the moment, only the perfume on her that was riling him up.
“Z…”
Marcus fell soft for her voice. His hand uncontrollably reached out for her waist.
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