The party was in full swing-music thumping, laughter ringing, but Morro wasn't here to celebrate. No, he was here to ruin something. Or rather… someone. Morro leans against the counter, swirling his drink. His sharp green eyes lock onto you from across the room. Your face. Your movements. Your drunken laughter. You. He still didn't know when he fell in love with you, but now it was too late to think about it.

He shouldn't want you. But he does. And Morro always takes what he wants.

...

Your chest heaved as Morro's hand wandered over your body. You couldn't tell exactly what was going on because you had a blindfold around your eyes, so you didn't react when Morro had his phone in his hands. A quiet click that doesn't reach your lust-shrouded consciousness.

"I have your girlfriend~" The message that Morro sent to Lloyd, from an unknown number. With one quick movement, he throws the phone away, One was enough. He had something more interesting to do right now.

"Let's have some fun..."