World's Most Fascinating Villain

Late at night, George was walking on the streets of Brooklyn with a bottle of wine in his hand. The garbage on the road was blown by the night wind. In the shadow of the corner, he could see a few drug addicts lying down. He seemed to have seen something Like dirty things, he looked away lest he could avoid it.

He shouldn't be here, George took another sip of wine, sporadic liquid spilled on his T-shirt, making him even more decadent, he should be in a high-end apartment in Manhattan, blowing the air-conditioning, drinking comfortably with cold beer.

If it wasn't for Zac, how could he be where he is now. George's eyes were gloomy, recalling the scene of being kicked out of the apartment and being threatened again, he slammed the empty wine bottle on the ground.

This attracted the attention of some people, who cast numb eyes over them, like a warning of a horror movie in the dim light, but many more were indifferent, where frustration and heartbreak are the norm, if Some people rejoice, that is the difference.

George noticed some malicious prying eyes, he flinched for a while, but he walked back to the rented apartment quickly.Maybe it was because the muscles he developed in the gym were still a little intimidating, or maybe everyone saw that the young man had fallen to the limit, and finally he returned home safely.

The apartment was filled with a musty smell that had lingered for years, but George was used to it. He threw himself on the old sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling that had begun to peel off.

He doesn't feel what he did wrong now, he just resents Zac for hiding his family background from him. If he knew that Lombardi's family was not simple, how could he provoke him.To be honest, although he and Zac have been classmates in junior high school for three years, the only impression he has of him is that he is a little guy who is bullied because his family is too rich. George vaguely knows that he sometimes peeks at him with admiring eyes, but At that time, he was a man of influence in the whole school, except for the satisfaction of a little vanity in his heart, how could he care about such an unremarkable person.

It's just that this society doesn't care how popular you are in school. There are too many people with outstanding looks and figures in the modeling circle. George struggled for a long time in New York, but he was always frustrated until he met Evan.

That time when Evan suddenly mentioned Zac's name, he thought he heard it wrong. After going to Zac's birthday party with a glimmer of hope, George found out that the model agent who discovered Lu was really the one who had received a lot of attention in junior high school. The bullying little man, what's even better is that he looked at him with the same shy eyes as before: admiration and love.

After that, George just felt that everything was going with the flow. He made an affectionate look towards Zac, but he only thought it was a deal in his heart. He gave Zac his own body and color, and Zac helped him get those things that he couldn't reach before. resources, which is fair.

It’s just that the more time passed, the more impatient George became. He felt that he had done a loss-making business. He was straight, and he felt wronged when he was with a man, and he kept hearing the words that he was soft, so he I couldn't help it, I cheated.

He was panicked when he was discovered by Zac for the first time, but in the end he found that Zac couldn't leave him at all. He simply regarded George as a kind of faith. Although George didn't understand why, he was happy to see him Qicheng even gradually gave Zac spiritual hints in the future relationship.

"I was originally straight, but I was bent by you, so I only fell in love with you, a man. Those women are just biological needs."

"If you want to blame it, you're not a woman."

"You are such a troublesome person, no one else wants it except me."

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Such things, George said almost all the time, so in the end, even though Zac was tortured, he still couldn't leave him.

Maybe he got carried away, George had a rare reflection on himself, he shouldn't have brought other men back to the apartment while Zac wasn't home, but thinking of those haunting green eyes made him distracted again, so no wonder he , No one can control themselves when they meet such a stunner.

Just when George was slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move, his cell phone rang suddenly, reminding him that he had received a text message. He was a little lazy and didn't want to move, but thinking that it might be a long-lost work message, George still reached out to take it. Passed the phone.

Is it such a coincidence?He looked at the name of the person who wrote the letter, and was still thinking about this person just now, when the news came suddenly, George licked his lips, feeling a little itchy in his heart, anyway, it was a dewy marriage, and it would be okay to have a few more games.

But after seeing the news, he frowned. Did he come to borrow money? George pouted, and dropped the phone back. He didn't have any money to lend to others, but when he thought that he was not the only one who was down and out, he felt a little bit of vengeful pleasure in his heart.

However, he didn't have a chance to relax. Maybe he didn't reply to the message for a long time, and then he sent several messages one after another. George had a splitting headache from the sound of the text message, and was about to turn off the phone when he saw After saying the word "ill", he was taken aback for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, he still replied: "Is it serious?"

The other side quickly responded with a message saying: "It's not serious, it's just that there is a queue at the public hospital. I want to go to a private hospital to have a look."

When George saw that he said that his illness was not serious, he stopped thinking about helping him, but he couldn't say that he was in short supply, so he just made an excuse: "Sorry, I invested all the money in my hand. If you can’t take it out, there’s no way to help you.”

He thought that he had made a clear refusal for what he said, but he didn't expect that the other side would not let him go, and sent another message: "Can you lend me a little bit, I have been having a low-grade fever, and it is good to take medicine No."

Low fever? George didn't know why he noticed the word all of a sudden, and an ominous suspicion suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was originally homophobic. After being with Zac, not only did he have to wear a condom every time he did it, but he also went for a physical examination every once in a while, for fear that he might be infected with HIV. So George was also very clear about the symptoms of AIDS. The low-grade fever of time suddenly frightened him.

"You don't have AIDS, do you?!" He tried hard to control his hands not to tremble, and sent this sentence.

There was no reply for a long time, and George dropped his phone as if he lost his strength. It was over, he was almost unconscious at the bar, and he couldn't remember whether he had taken protective measures, if he hadn't...

No, he has to go for a checkup as soon as possible!

Larry looked at the last message on the phone screen contentedly, and smiled. This man is really stupid. He almost realized what he said, but the matter is half successful, and then he just needs to wait. That's fine, according to the agreement with Lu, the Sadel family will take care of everything.

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Country C

Lu Heng slept until noon and didn't wake up until noon. As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Aneta sitting on the sofa with her back facing her, reading a photo album, and Lu Facai lay at her feet obsequiously. .

"Fat Cai~ Come, give my sister a hug." Lu Heng walked over with his slippers on, ignoring the little fat man's resistance, and forcibly held him in his arms and sucked him.

Aneta couldn't understand what she said, but seeing Lu Heng's aggressive buying and selling posture, she still smiled indulgently.

"Where's grandpa?" Lu Heng was embarrassed by her, and asked while sitting beside her holding Fa Cai.

"I have something to do when I go out." Aneta handed her a piece of paper. On it was the words Lu Yize left for Lu Heng before going out. Although he could not understand the language, the kind old man was afraid of neglecting her, so he used the translation software on his mobile phone to tell her "I have something to go out."

Lu Heng said angrily while patting Lu Fa Cai: "So don't wait for me to have lunch."

"You woke up too late." Although Aneta doted on her, she still talked about this kind of thing. "Aunt Zhou left a meal for you. If you are hungry, you can heat it up."

"Well, I'm fine now, I'm not too hungry." Lu Heng noticed the things on Aneta's lap, and asked, "What are you looking at—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! show you!"

Before she finished speaking, she let out a scream, wishing she could throw Lu Facai out and close the photo album: "It's full of my black history!"

Aneta avoided her hand with a smile and said, "No, I think it's cute."

It's really cute. Lu Heng was as exquisite as a handicraft when he was a child. Aneta doesn't know much about the traditional culture of this ancient country, but she probably knows that some of her appearances are related to opera. The long eyes and the slightly charming eye makeup reveal a beauty that blurs the age.

"It's just that you don't smile often." Aneta said regretfully after she had almost finished flipping through the entire photo album.

Seeing that she couldn't grab it, Lu Heng gave up angrily. She shrugged and said, "There's nothing to be happy about, so of course I can't laugh."

These photos were all taken by my grandfather, and she is not the only one in them. Only when Lu Heng stood with Lu Cen, his expression would be softer, because he was once a family member recognized by her, but who would have thought that he would be taken from behind. The knife that came, pierced it in two.

Aneta looked at her distressedly, but she didn't want to pierce her strong disguise, so she just turned the page and said, "Is this your mother?"

"Yes." Lu Heng looked away, she didn't want to look at it.

"It's beautiful." Aneta's compliment was very sincere. Indeed, even in the old photos that are not very high-resolution, Lu Zhinan's beauty is beyond doubt. Her slender melancholy permeates from the two-dimensional plane, making people feel ashamed just by looking at her. It seems to be able to smell the aroma of jasmine.

Lu Heng said blankly: "Beauty is a sin."

"How could it be? Only those with malicious intentions have original sin. Beauty is a talent and a gift." Aneta stroked Lu Heng's hair and said softly, "And you are very talented."

tbc.