That girl with no name had Punk on the beach. When they were finished, Punk noticed a shadow of Puzzle standing paralyzed and watching her with the glitters of pain in her eyes. How long was she there? Was this mission accomplished? Puzzle came closer.
“You think I don’t know what you did?” Her attempt to stay indifferent crashed violently into the wall of her own affection.
“Frankly, you do. Since when you’re playing in a Peeping Tom?” Punk gave her a harsh laughter.
“I’m not going anywhere, but I won’t be your mattress whore either.”
“You thought I was a lost puppy that needed to be saved? Maybe I’m just evil,” a cruel smirk appeared on Punk’s face.
“I can see you…”