Kraius was at the center of the ring punching hard the bag that was in front of him. He was all sweaty but he didn’t care. His endurance was steady. His muscles were protruding in every move he made while his reflexes were fast, as if he was in a fight. Throwing hard and strong punches that made the bag bounce to its further distance. Kraius needed some steam to release his frustration from all the fucked up things that had happened to him, and boxing was one of his hobbies aside from Mixed Martial Arts. He was skilled and trained for his self defense aside from the fact that it was his way of maintaining his body health and his physique to always be in good shape. Kraius looked serious and deadly when his phone suddenly rang. His attention instantly shifted to the bag that hit his face hard. He cursed because of the impact it did and punched it after. It was as if through it, the pain it gave to his pretty face would fade. He even glared at it like it was someone he knew and that i

Kraius was eyeing Rhezi. He didn't even let go of his gaze on her as she walked away from him. It was glued on the woman emphatically on the receding figure while his fists were clenched. He was mad. It was obvious in his aura. He flinched when someone snaked in his arm. His eyes immediately squinted and quickly turned his looked at it. He instantly saw his current hook up. She smiled as her lips turned red because of the lipstick used. “You seemed angry. Is there a problem?" the woman asked. Kraius shook his head and made no attempt to answer it. His companion frowned and just led the young man to sit in the lounge where his friends were. They occupied the VIP area and all were obviously enjoying themselves. "Hi, K!" they greeted him. Kraius just nodded and didn't answer. When he finally sat down, he immediately looked around the whole place. The forehead was furrowed while his intent look was still very much evident. He was looking for Rhezi and immediately saw her sitting wit

Rhezi's back just landed on the bed without her realizing it. She opened her eyes to see Kraius, and his lustful and intense gaze bore into her. He doesn't even blink. His eyes filled with intensity as he looked at her while carefully laid her down. Rhezi's soft hair scattered on top of the bed. She was like a portrait in her facade. Her pointed nose that always looked proud and her tantalizing eyes that were paired with thick eyelashes. It complimented her pouty lips and her small face. She was undeniably gorgeous while underneath Kraius ’perfect body. "Do you know what day it is today?" Kraius asked in a husky voice that sent shivers to Rhezi’s being. He seemed to be seducing her as she could smell the scent of his breath. It was a mixture of wine and menthol. Fascinating and captivating. It was flesh-trembling and even knees. “I d-don’t know,” Rhezi stuttered. She bit her lower lip and looked away. She felt embarrassed for no reason. Meanwhile, Kraius chuckled softly. He bent

"Where are we really going?" Rhezi asked. The woman was sitting on the bed while watching Jericho take care of the children. "To eat, probably?" he said sarcastically.Rhezi just rolled her eyes. This man never answered seriously, though ironically, he's sometimes too serious that she can't understand him, too. Nonetheless, the woman just shrugged the thoughts off instead of being irritated. Jericho was good to her and to her kids, it was all that mattered."Seriously, where?!" she insisted in a frustrated voice."Are you angry, Momma?" Dos asked, stealing Rhezi's attention. Among the three, he's the first one to finish changing his clothes. He's wearing his usual khaki shorts and printed polo shirt while his hair was tied up into a bun, making him look like a child star idol in hollywood. Rhezi sighed and bowed a little. She smiled lightly at the child and touched his little face. "No. I'm not angry, handsome," she replied. The little boy only nodded and sat beside her on the bed.

Kraius couldn't explain what he felt while seeing Rhezi, the kids, Jericho, and him sitting on the same table. It was probably the most awkward dinner that they ever experienced. Kraius' deadly stare was evident, however, whenever the man's eyes fall onto the three kids in front of him, his expression would immediately soften. "Mr. Handsome, thank you for bringing Dos to us," Roscoe asked, looking at Kraius intently.Kraius felt like an angel caressed his heart after hearing what Roscoe said. His attention shifted to the kid, then he smiled. He was overwhelmed all of a sudden from the smiling face of the little boy. It was certainly genuine and pure, his doe eyes beaming in curiosity and innocence."It's okay. Dos is my friend. Right, Dos?" Kraius asked. He smirked when he saw Rhezi's horrified expression but deep down in his heart, he was mad at her. "Can we be friends, too?" Tres happily asked. "Come on! Finish your food," Rhezi intervened.Kraius tapped the wooden table using