Chapter 59. Whores and Crazy Max Mark

I knew this would be the best thing to do, but another suggestion popped up within me. Coming to think of it, no one ever wanted to know what was going wrong with Gladimir. No one ever woke up with such intent at heart. I thought as I left Nana Clara back to our room and I took a book and lay on his bed.

After reflection, I started asking why was he always so mean and distant. Oh, my goodness, deep with me, I wanted him to change because all he did was inhuman and something needed to be done before he destroys all the people around him. I thought to myself amidst my reading.

Then I lay in bed as I read the book. It was enlightening that I had to write down some points from the book, — a few points I planned to implement whenever I was going to start a business. The pen in my hand was gradually falling off and the scent of Gladimir on the bed made me fantasize as sleep was slowly taking control over me.

Unexpectedly, the door opened snatching me from my sleep as I slowly opened my ey