Present Day – At the Club
Rico sat in a luxurious club, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. At a nearby table, Jeff—now in casual clothes as ordered by Bast—pretended to sip a cocktail while keeping a close eye on Rico, carefully listening in on his conversation.
"I really need a vacation, Harry," Rico muttered, his tone exhausted. "What do you think about the beach? I'm so frustrated these days."
Harry chuckled. "I'd love to, but I'm swamped with work. And what about your ex?"
Rico's expression turned cold. "I don't want to talk about him. He's crazy—and way too possessive over that Japanese kid."
Harry laughed. "Are you really trying to seduce the Japanese boy now?"
Rico took another sip of whiskey, his eyes glinting with a mix of bitterness and sadness. "You'll see. I'll make Bast feel exactly what I felt—when he cut me out of his life without warning. I'll show him how much it hurts when someone you love walks away like you meant nothing."
