Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.18 "Mr.SexyFreak's Mafia"

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On the previous chapter...

I ran outside, then down some steps and turned right, just to find myself at a kitchen, staring at some guy making out with some girl in the counter.

It was too late to run away, the guy opened his eyes and his gaze met mine.

He stopped kissing the girl.

The girl stopped kissing him.

They both looked at me.

And then the guy widened his eyes.

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George's POV

If you aren't making me laugh, making me money, or making me cum, make your way out of my life.

Life motto, right there.

Robert was being a dick the other day, and he typed 'fuckboy motto' on his phone and found that.

I couldn't say I wasn't impressed when he said it to me out loud. Of course, he was just messing with me, but I found it really, uh, interesting.

Now it's my new motto.

My last one was: Fuck, fuck and fuck.

So Robert's one was way better.

I was in no way searching for a relationship. They bored the hell out of me. I tried it once, some years ago and it sucked. Not even worthy getting into details.

Today had been my day off, until Robert gave me Reid's task.

And so, I put a condom in my pocket because you never know when you'll get lucky.

I did.

When I returned the cab, as I was walking away I saw this girl in some restaurant's uniform. I noticed she was blonde and had a phone in hand, eyeing it every second as if she was waiting for a call.

You can guess what happened.

She never got the call.

After a couple shots at a bar, she told me to get her home.

I, being a gentleman, brought her home. She never specified which home, and so I brought her to mine.

Home sweet home.

At first she was kind of mad, but then...

Afterwards, she implied she was hungry, she was already starting to annoy me. But I got her to the kitchen.

I made her sit down on the counter and gave her juice.

She said she was hungry, not thirsty. I was done with her, and I was sure as hell that I wouldn't even wait for the week to finish to end things. I would do it in the morning. I'd tell her I had a wife. That could've worked.

But right at that moment, the night was still young. And so I kissed her again.

And I kept kissing her even when I heard a bang come from upstairs.