Mephone4 X Steve Cobs Mga Nobela at Kwento

Like a menace, I continued my search for narcotics until I had gathered all of them or all the ones I could find. Steve was a weeping mess when I was done. “Thousands of dollars, gone,” he muttered absently. “You are going to pay me back!” He yelled. I scoffed. “I will be paying for your rehabilitation and nothing more.” “Charles, you bastard.” Steve threw his fists at me, but it was so weakly executed that he missed. I, however, didn’t. I gave him a resounding slap. “Snap out of it, you idiot.” With Steve still grappling with the reality of the slap, I dragged him into the showers, putting it on cold and letting the water drench senses back into his head.