#xonemorenight

He was going to kill him.

Another evening in the city was pretty much an ease of access for him, as the man cooked silently to himself, while looking over the recipe his coworker had graciously gave him about how to cook Japanese rice with egg, wrapped in a specific way. He tossed in the chopped onions and the cut chicken thigh as the music coming out from his stereo keeping him occupied. She was coming in a little bit late, but he did not mind that. Her job was something he had to contend with, even with the fact that she always returned the favor tenfold. In a city where everything and anything can happen, Gabe had put that side of her life squared with him. After they entered a relationship a month ago, it has been… regular, for them. Nothing has changed, but everything has changed for them. Especially the sex. That one, he had to admit, was the best when he was with the woman. Chuckling to himself at the thought, Gabe resumed cooking to himself, humming the tune of Frank Ocean to himself as he patiently waited for her to come.

Charlie locked the door and walked away from the car”

Sleip slammed against the door, his heart in his chest and his throat tight as he slammed his fist against the door. “Darlin open this door.” He swallowed loudly and when no answer cam he slapped the door even louder. “Open this fucking door!” He panted. “Please...”

Awww! XD you… you are made of rainbows and stardust and everything nice and glittery and sparkly! But anyways thank you!!

finding comfort with his usual glass of scotch, trent scouted the bar for his latest conquest. he had a habit of going for wealthy guys, seducing them and getting to their money. this tactic often bankrolled him, but sometimes his moral compass got in the way, and then money became an issue again. his eyes caught onto an older man with a grey business suit on. he screamed money & power — two things that trent was attracted to. he manoeuvred over with his glass firm in his hand, ready to make his move.