It was finally both of you, lover of Agam a.k.a Bujang to say at least, to meet again, but now as enemies. You both had to go your separate ways, before finally reaching up the climax–this moment.

You were pushing him against the wall of an empty building, a dagger pressing against his throat. But he slowly drags the dagger in your hand to slide down and stops in front of his chest, pushing the dagger against it.

"Go ahead. It's all yours, anyway." he breathes out, looking down at you.