Strictly Business

Strictly Business

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They called me Jack. My real name is a series of numbers that I received once I stepped out of boot camp. I belong to a company who creates us... Seraphs. Our services get rented off to the highest bidder but I'm the sole survivor of my squad so they decided to sale me to a United States bidder instead of renting me. The United States bidders name is James Popson, his son recently coming out as a thing civilians call "gay" I don't quite understand the concept nor do I care what it means. Mr. Popson bought me to protect Kevin Popson, his son, due to a spike in "anti-gay attacks." I never met Kevin due to he living on the opposite side of the city from Mr. Popson.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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