***Michael's POV***
The bed is shaking uncontrollably as I am pounding the shit out of a chick I found at the club last night. She seems to be enjoying it. Moans escaping her lips, and the way her body is responding to every thrust, speak volumes about my performance. I, on the other hand, am pissed and anxious, seeking a means to release my stress.
Today is the day Keres promised to collect his so-called ‘dept.’ I was betting on partying pretty hard last night until I passed out, having an excuse for being missing in action. But when I found this easy babe, I changed my plans. Fuck! I don't know what that douche has planned, but I swear, whatever it is, I will make sure it backfires.
I’ll get him back for meddling in my personal life and for what he did to Amber. This chick is suddenly screaming words, but it’s all muffled to me. My thoughts are everywhere else, except on this. I struggle to find my release, and it pisses me off even more! Even though the way this woman is writhing b
