Fallen for you

Chapter 5

" I am the owner of this resort!" Type stood there speechless after what he had heard.

He wanted to disappear right there but no he cannot let this guy threaten him, he moved back and scoffed.

" Thats all the more reason for you to pay, Sir!" he put emphasis on the word sir.

" You!!!" Tharn retorted with a stern expression.

They were looking at each other eye to eye no one wants to back down until Tharn noticed something.

He bit his lip and smirked at Type.

" I... I remember you..."

Type looking confused then Tharn bit his lower lip and click his tongue. He then touched the border of his lower lip while eyeing Type

" Last night, I think I was bitten by something or was it someone?!"

Type looked stupefied, suddenly remembered what happened last night, his eyes widened in shocked

" I... I didn't bite you. You're that maniac?!!" he retorted, and grabbed Tharns collar.

" Hey hey hey Type!" a hand was placed on his hand separating him from Tharn.

He look on his side and saw a familiar face, it was Techno.

" Type let go, sir Tharn.... what is happening here?" Techno ask confused.

Tharn chuckled, "I think my lips was bitten No," and he caressed the border of his lips while teasing Type.

Type who was clenching his fist in annoyance suddenly burst out

" I didn't bit you!! you kiss me first! Pervert!!!" He barked

Techno's mouth gaped open his eyes widened  while Tharn was trying to hide his laughter and Type who was fuming mad, pushed Tharn and fled the scene looking embarrased.

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It was late in the afternoon when Type decided to take a stroll along the shore to watch the sunset, he was looking for the perfect spot when his steps came to a halt.

" Ohh fucking great!" he cursed inwardly,
Tharn was lying on the sand wet and wasted holding an empty bottle of vodka.

Type walked passed by him but he heard a low whimper coming from the man.

" Type... just let it go, just go on your way and ignore it" he told to himself.

He looked back at the man, pulled his own hair in frustration and went to check up on him.

He gave him a gentle kick to wake him up but the man didn't bulge, he swear he wanted to just let the man freeze there or something but his conscience wont let him.

He tried to wake him up again by giving a few more gentle kicks but the man just squirm.
Not wanting to get close, scared of being attacked again Type decided to look around for something to wake the man. He saw a medium size seashell and throw it over and it landed on Tharn's forehead

" Awww!!! what the fuck!" the guy yelped in pain holding his forehead.

Type who got flustered run away laughing
"serves you right!"

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It was the first day for Type as a manager in Paradise Haven Beach Resort, he took a bath and wore an inner white t-shirt with matching printed two piece short and polo, he inspects himself one last time before heading outside.