"Four pieces, they're broken and
need to be mended, but mending
a broken piece is almost impossible."
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THE RULES ARE SIMPLE. Kill fifty people, get one million pounds. But is it that easy? No, obviously. The kills need to be immaculate, evidence mu...
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CHAPTER 6.
¨. ༢ ͎۪۫ . ... ❜
Aris excused himself to the bathroom. located on the corner of Paradise Island. He went through the doors and into the boys bathroom.
He opened an empty toilet room and locked the door behind him.
Aris sighed, pulling off his trousers slowly. When they hit the floor he began to take off his unicorn boxers.
He looked down at his penis.
What a beautiful thing. Aris placed both hands on his hips and smiled down at his crotch.
He was gonna decorate it, getting his trousers back he searched both pockets until he found what he was looking for.
A pink lace.
Aris sat down on the toilet and started making a ribbon around his tip. His smile became wider and he gave his penis two lengthy strokes.
"You're such a beautiful thing, you make daddy proud."
Aris finished using the toilet, he locked the door and went to the mirror.
He looked at himself in the mirror, fixings his bangs and washing his hands. When he was done and about to leave the bathroom.
Then, with a soft thud, he bumped into someone.
Looking up, his eyes met those of the boy he'd bumped into and Aris couldn't help but gaze at him.
The boy had dark brown hair that fell carelessly over his forehead, his green eyes gleaming like cat's eyes in the dim light of the hallway. He was shorter than Aris, and even - impossibly - shorter than Thomas. He had a huge scar on his left eye.
For a second, everything seemed to freeze. The boy looked at him with coldness. He didn't wait for Aris to apologise, without a word, the boy slid past Aris and into the bathroom, his shoulder lightly grazing Aris's as he moved.
The soft contact sent a spark of warmth rushing to Aris's cheeks, and for a split second, he stood there, staring at the door the boy had just disappeared behind.
His heart thudded in his chest as he finally managed to blink, breaking the trance.
A small, embarrassed smile tugged at the corner of his lips. What was that?
Man, hanging around two gay people was influencing him a lot.
