Mago vs. King 

“He doesn’t need the card as you do, he owns the club” he blurted it out effectively shutting Jana up. What Mago was about to do was so dangerous because he knew there was no going back for what he just said, either he will be killed by those men or by Jana.

 “Who is he,” asked Jana with a stern voice, all joy was gone in a split second, he was sure Mago was messing with him but now he will like to get him in his own game. But his eyes widened when Mago pointed his cute finger at the group, sitting there laughing loudly.

He was shunned for a moment; those people were not to mess with. The crime city belonged to them. Those people were so powerful and dangerous, not even gangsters or small mafia groups tried to get in their way. Mago was pointing at them and Jana was sure that the younger doesn’t know the seriousness of the matter.

“Do you even know who these people are Mago?” Jana was now frustrated with the lies of the boy. Mago rolled his eyes and started to walk there sweating nervously with Jana tailing behind him. It was now or never.

“I don’t know them, but I know about my boyfriend……..he is sitting among them…..and by the looks of it he is having so much fun,” said younger with a fake hurt face. He was trying his best not to blow the cover of his own blatant lies but here he was getting judged by his soon-to-be husband.

“he been mad at me for a while…..but he is my boyfriend…how do you think I entered the club, they know him,” he said nearly peeing his pants and talking about the apparently dangerous people he was heading towards.

“you are kidding right,” Jana said following the boy.

“no I am not……but see what I will do…. He can’t just ignore me and have fun with these bitches.” said Mago nervously stepping in their direction. He didn’t even know who to call his boyfriend among them but still walked, followed by a hawk.

The group was laughing loud at something the stripper said seductively perching his ass over the man who had his wicked hand wrapped around his dainty waist. They all clinked their glasses cheering for something they did successfully after all they came here to celebrate.

They all stopped abruptly when they heard a gasp. All of them looked at the boy standing there with tears in his eyes.

Mago was nervous and his eyes were dewy while scrutinizing the group his eyes landed on a man who was already eye fucking him so Mago resumed his search.

Jana chuckled at his failed attempt, thinking Mago was adorable for playing hard but then he stopped when Mago walked toward the group sitting in a circle.

His eye got locked with a most handsome man sitting in the center while two strippers were on his either side he had his glass in his hand and his eyebrows were furrowed from the sudden intrusion.

He was so handsome that anyone can drop to their knees to suck him off for free, but not Mago. The man sitting there had his long hair tied in a ponytail, his one eyebrow pierced with a tiny silver sword. The man had his arms and chest filled with tattoos and had a crisp suit tailored to perfection adorning his frame. His sleeves were folded to his elbows giving a perfect glimpse of his injured wrist and those deadly bracelets.

The younger swallowed hard before continuing about the lie he had formed in his head. Taking his position, he sighed, closed his eyes then opened them again to lock with the dangerous guy there.

“How could you,” said Mago, a tear dropped successfully from his eye while looking at the man. Jana felt tongue-tied and so was everyone at the moment.

 The man raised his brow, all his friends looking at him with concern. He placed the glass down and before he could speak Mago interrupted again.

“I know you are mad……and I...I said sorry but still, you are doing this?” Mago asked full-on sobbing. noticing the hardened facial expression of the man Mago gulped. He wasn’t going to marry Jana and wasn’t going to get hit and that’s final.

“you guys are his friends but…..but you are still letting him do this……..friends are not for supporting in the wrong are they?....and you people” he cried, wiping his tears and hiccupping from time to time, all the friends were shocked from because of the claim.

“I am sorry…if that’s what you want…how many times should I say it? Huh?….just tell me but don’t do this to me” said Mago crying hysterically and the guy had enough, he pushed the stripper away harshly making Jana and Mago gulp, he stood up from his seat, and all others followed along, a circle formed with big, strong dangerous men around that it made Jana nervous, Mago felt he was mistaken for all this.

“Are you talking to me?” the man said, voice so dominating that Mago felt his knees buckle. He was dead.

“yes…who else do you think….if I didn’t come here…I wouldn’t even know what you were up to” the younger said nervously glancing back at Jana who had his mouth shut and eye curious.

“do you even know who I am?” the man asked with a firm and stern voice that made Mago gulp. If everything goes like this, Mago was going to get caught, so before the man can begin he lunged forward, closing the distance but still keeping at arm’s length.

“j…just because I ignored your one call……..you are like this….you are enjoying the night where I was crying and crying for you….” Mago said wiping his tears, the man opened his mouth to say the piece of mind but again Mago beat him to it.

“h..how did you manage to get this wound….I swear if we don’t meet that often I will find you broken and gone everyday…..why are you so reckless….why don’t you care for yourself….you are so selfish” he was ranting by now and the people around were still trying their best to figure out the main point.

One of the strippers stepped forward to put a hand over Mago’s shoulder and pushed him a little away from the glaring man by his side. Mago stumbled back and was luckily caught by Jana who was slowly approaching, feeling the situation was getting out of hand.

“Who are you,……and why are you just spouting nonsense….get the fuck out of here….he doesn’t know you…get out!” the boy yelled on his own, no one had asked him to do that, he was out of line and that was unsettling with the furious man.

Mago composed himself before getting out his best hurt expressions, his puppy eyes and hiccupping state had all others to be protective of him. all the friends were preparing some lessons to share with their friend who had made a small, cute, and beautiful boy cry.

“y..you know what…..n.n.ow…I..I…am going to be mad….don’t call me anymore, don’t text me….just stay with these…” he said sobbing loudly that even the man felt guilty. He turned around in the arms of Jana and slowly placed his head over his shoulder.

“take me home Jana….I don’t want to see his face” he said sobbing again, Jana held him in his arms and looked up at the guy with hatred. One because he was Mago’s boyfriend and two because he hurt Mago’s feelings.

He couldn’t do anything considering the status that the man had but still he can hate him all he wants and that’s what he is going to do.

When they both left the club, one of the men in the group looked over at the others and found that most of the club was looking their way, he dismissed everyone before joining the others.

“What was that?” asked Jacob while drinking from his glass, the mood was ruined, the celebration was trash now.

“I don’t know but whatever it was, it was not fun,” said Ryan taking his glass.

“I know right….but honestly he was a chick…I don’t why but I felt a little guilty that he was crying” Chris said and others agreed.

“do you even know him, king,” jack asked with interest, the king looked up at the exit of the club before he shrugged his shoulder.

“no…..but probably he mistake me with someone else…it seemed to me,” he said drinking his own drink and others agreed to him.

“so what’s the plan for now…..are we still here or should we go back home” asked jack sitting back comfortably. The king glanced their way then he smiled but sure enough everybody knew that smile, he was up to no good.

“you guys carry on…I have an important business…” he said standing up and going for the VIP rooms along with his bodyguards.

Little after the king was gone, the group heard a struggling stripper being dragged against his will toward that room. They continued their own activities well aware about the fate of that bitch who has overstepped his boundaries with the king before

The stripper cried out loud but there was no one for his aid, he was getting what was decided for him by the one and only king. 

authors note 

see ye next time 

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