Chapter 1
Who's the king of night, girls?
"It,s the man who bring the party on the Saturday night." All girls shout!
"Please welcome on stage the legend of NIGHT, John stallion."
Everybody claps except a old lady.
John embrace podium with shiny smile and gloved hands.
"Hello, ladies!
Hope, the Night go well without me, but I'm sure I can turn Well into Warmness.
The owner of Nights want party every night with complete passion. The accident of Natasha bills never bring out the purpose of Night.
You can bring your partners. It's custom of nights to welcome every fantasy for all.
Live fantasy, live life."
Everybody shout with a single voice;
"Live fantasy, live life."
The night starts. John moves out and rush towards his private room.
John (POV):
I can't bear it. It hurts me from inside. Every scar of my identity witness it. Why my life hurts me?
I throw the glass from table over the bed sheet that smells the scent of last night.
I put myself naked in the mirror and see my existence.
The scar of my penis looks Wired. The pain is not about wireless.
It comes from emptiness. The empty heat of bodies hurt me now.
My salty eye water comes out and I smiled with agony.
I cried with broken sound, "where is the load of happiness?"
His happiness ways cuts my heart .
(Plsase support me, I write my first novel.)
