All Strings Attached

Chapter 19

Win resisted , trying to get off but Fuse strangled his leg, causing him to fall back and hit his head hard.

Fuse punched him in his abdomen, making him groan and rolled over. He felt dizzy and sick. He tried to raise  his face up, trying to breath.

Fuse pushed his shoulder, making him lay on his back and started kissing him down his neck.

He felt his vision getting blurry and could feel someone opening the buttons on his shirt, taking it off.

The last thing he heard before fading out was a loud knock on door. He felt Fuse getting off of him to open the door .After that, he blacked out.

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"Sorry Phi..?" Mike asked , staring at Type with big eyes.

"Its not a problem. I can help you join" Type smiled. "Although I just joined a month ago but my dad can help you"

Mike felt the hair at the back of his neck standing . Never in a million years he would've thought,  a gentle looking person like Type could be a policeman.

"And I really want to thank you" Type smiled wider as he put his hand on Mike's "If It weren't for you. I would've never had the direct contact with those robbers at jewellery mall"

Mike pressed his lips tightly and nodded stiffly. Gun will skin me alive if he heard what you just said.

Type pulled his hand back and focused on his plate "So what do you say?"

"I think I'll pass" Mike muttered, nervously chuckling, his forehead getting sweaty.

Type pouted, looking at his plate before nodding "Let me know if you change your mind"

Mike looked at him sadly. He felt very uneasy. He really liked Type. It was such a pity that things had to turn out this way.

He looked down at his plate, poking the steak with fork.
Its not like we were actually married! We met only couple of times and yet my heart hurts like I am divorcing my husband.
Mike scolded himself in his head.

Type raised his face up and lifted his eyebrows " Why aren't you eating? You don't like it? I can order something else for you?"

"Its okay phi" Mike said, trying to look cheerful "I like it"

Type nodded and grinned at him before bowing his head back to look at his plate.

His little crooked teeth looks so good when he smile! Mike subconsciously smiled before slapping himself mentally.
No! His teeth looks horrible okay!

Mike hadn't finished his dinner yet when Type pulled out his phone and stared at the dark screen

"I really have to go now" Type said, shifting his gaze at Mike "My phone has been dead for a long time and it really makes me feel uneasy"

Mike nodded immediately, dropping his utensils in his plate before standing up.

They walked towards outside after Type paid the bill and they turned towards each other.

Mike let out a helpless sighs as he stared at smiling Type. That damn man always putting on that charming smile on his face! His hair swept across his forehead to one side and his eyes were sparkling in the moonlight.

Mike smiled sadly. Too bad it was the last time Mike was seeing him. If Gunther found out about this, he will burn him alive.

"I really like you" Type initiated the conversation and made Mike's heart skipped a beat already "You're really bright and kind. Something good always happens to me whenever I meet you"