He was going to lay around for the last time.
He was changing. He was a good man. He was going to pick the prettiest, full of youth from his of best options. He could afford it. He had hit the elite social status, life had given him a second chance and he was braving for his responsibilities, but first.
He was going to lay around for the last time. He was going to find a babe and he was going to act daddy.
He loved her. They had a son together but a few moons back, there was a war. He had stood up for his responsibilities and he had a chance. He knew Yvi wanted him and he was determined to get to the root of his problem. His desires. His big enemy, the dark side.
He fed the good side with achievements. Walked in the light as the King’s favourite and he was the first son. He was starting a new leaf and we were here to celebrate his new beginnings. He was spoiling himself, he had worked hard for it and he was having the best of his life.
Yvi didn’t understand why Gerald was paying her a lot of attention. He either had too much time to waste, money to play her foolish games and intentionally seeking for proper attention. He was behaving. He didn’t pass for the Badboy type. He was intentionly fucking around either to prove a point and the society had put Yvi in that particular spot as the type of woman he wanted.
What he wanted, he got.