The Attack

"My dear Mon Cherie, I apologize for not listening to you earlier when you told me not to wear that provocative outfit. "I'll listen to you from now on, baby," she said once more.

"Gold, you have dangerous tiny curves, and I warned you not to do it, but you did it anyway." ""I know I'm to blame, but could you please calm down?" She rubbed his cheeks as he inhaled deeply and closed his eyes.

"Darling," she said, lightly kissing him, and he opened his eyes and clasped her waist.

"I just love you so much that I don't want anyone touching even your tiniest finger, let alone the butt I'm dying for," he explained.

"Did he try to touch my buttocks?" She asked.

"Let's forget about it, Mi Querida," Wilson said slowly from behind, caressing her buttocks.

"I love you, Richie," she said, drawing her face closer together.

"I love and adore you even more, Gold." Wilson said, "Kiss me, my love," and she kissed him, immediately climbing on top of him as his hands played on her butt, gently pressing it because it's soft.

The kiss lasted until she fell asleep on his chest...

People started leaving the site in the evening to their respective destinations, and the place became boring as a result of that.

Michael left after the fight, and Janet left almost immediately, refusing Julius's offer to drop her off because she believes he is in love with someone else.

Wilson and Gold were among the last to leave because he dropped her off at her house and kissed her before letting her in, and he drove home as well.

When Gold entered the house, she noticed Janet in a depressed and sad state.

"Did anyone kick the bucket?" Gold inquired.

"More like it, Julius likes a particular girl," she replied.

"Are you sure?" Gold asked.

"Yes, believe me on this. He told me he'd confess to her on Valentine's Day, which is on Sunday, as you know," she responded sadly.

Gold set her bag down and sat in front of her on the bed, holding her hand.

""But what if the girl he's referring to is you?" Gold asked and began to wonder.

" Why?"

"Because Julius doesn't seem like a random guy who plays with girls' hearts." Why does he always want to eat lunch with you if he doesn't like you? , Why does he keep calling you? "Please, Janet, I don't think you should be sulking just yet; let's just wait until Sunday," Gold advised.

"OK, I'll wait then, thanks bestie," she said as she hugged her.

"You have a possessive Romeo, by the way." "He punched Andrew like he was a punching bag, my God," Janet exclaimed.

"Are you sure? But Andrew is deserving of it. "Do you know where he tried to touch?, My ass, something that only Wilson has," Gold said, and Janet laughed.

"How adorable. By the way, what did you two do inside that corner after all the paparazzi?" Janet inquired.

"Do I have to tell you everything all the time?" "Get out!" Gold stated as he got out of bed.

"I'm guessing his right hand is on your butt, his left hand is on your breast, and his lips are on your lips."

"Janet, stop!!!" Janet was interrupted by Gold, who screamed and jumped on her on the bed.

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When Michael arrived at Wilson's house the next day, he sighed.

He trekked because he didn't feel like driving and didn't want anyone to drive him, which is why he came; perhaps he'll drive with Wilson to work.

He was about to light a pack of cigarettes from his chest pocket when he remembered Wilson's words.

"Damn it," he said, returning it, and Wilson rushed out.

"Bro," he said unknowingly, and Michael smiled.

"What exactly are you doing here?" Wilson inquired.

"I'm getting grumpy again, can I drive you to work?" He inquired.

"Last I checked, you had up to ten cars." Wilson responded

"I don't want to drive, and neither does my driver, so let your driver drive us both," he replied.

"You're just irritating," Wilson said.

"I understand. What's that red stain on your shirt, by the way?" Michael inquired, noticing a red stain in the shape of a spot on his white shirt.

Wilson looked at it, and the thing moved from his right chest to his left chest, and Michael's eyes widened in shock.

"It's a gun's warning light," Michael exclaimed.

"Oh God," Michael exclaimed, taking only a few steps to cover Wilson as the bullet struck his back.