Jade Was Shot

“SPLASH” sound of water.

Jade woke up after the water splashed on his face.

He slowly opened his eyes to his surroundings. He saw five build-up men with poker faces standing beside him. The place was all dirty and rusty.

Not only that, he then looked forward and was greeted by Marcus, he was sitting majestically in front of him with a cigarette in his hand, whilst he huffed smoke from his nose.

Jade's blood boiled. He wanted nothing more than to kill the motherfucker asshole in front of him. But he knew well enough when he couldn't move his hands and legs, that he was restrained.

“Oh hi there, you are finally awake, Mr. Jade Westwood. Uhm, we apologize for the bad hospitality.” Marcus said sarcastically.

“Oh yeah, so you want to play the fool right, then I will join you,” Jade said inwardly before he smirked at Marcus.

“So this is your hospitality? Tying my hands and legs? If that is what you understand by the word hospitality, then I'm sorry to tell you how bad you suck.

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