Everyone immediately whipped their heads toward the door in total shock.

Standing there in the doorway was Maya — the gym owner’s wife. Her face was pissed the fuck off, eyebrows scrunched together so tight they almost touched, lips pressed into a hard scowl, and her eyes blazing with rage that looked ready to explode any second.

Ray froze for real this time. His troll smirk vanished instantly, face going pale as fuck. ’Shit... Maya. This is dangerous as hell. This could get really fucking bad,’ he panicked inside, heart suddenly pounding like crazy.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" Maya exploded in a loud roar, eyes narrowing into angry slits as she glared hard at Sonya and Lena, who were still sitting on the floor with their faces still messy and half-covered in dried-up cum.

"You bitches sucking dick in my office?! Huh?! Ray and two sluts having a fucking threesome in MY gym?! What the hell are you all doing here?! So fucking disgusting?!"

Lena and Sonya let out small terrified yelps, bodies jolting stiff with fear. Their hands were still stuck on their cum-streaked faces, eyes wide with pure panic and deep shame.

"No- Noo... this isn’t—" Sonya tried to speak, her voice shaking violently, face turning even paler from terror.

Lena could only shake her head frantically, voice barely there. "I-it’s not what you think... we... we weren’t... there was a ghost earlier..." she said weakly, sounding absolutely scared out of her mind.

Maya stormed in without holding back, stomping into the room while pointing aggressively at all three of them. Her face was bright red, hands trembling with massive rage.

"I’m so fucking sick of this place! First my husband loves pounding guys’ asses all over the gym, now my employees are doing threesomes in the office?! Your faces are covered in cum like that, and Ray’s standing here acting like the king of the cumshots?! You think my gym is a goddamn whorehouse or what?!!"

The small room went dead quiet for a second. Only Maya’s heavy angry breathing and Sonya’s quiet breaking sobs could be heard — a chaotic mix of shock, disgust, and fear. Ray stayed silent, brain spinning fast trying to find a way out of this suddenly super dangerous situation.

Ray quickly raised both hands, forcing the most innocent face he could while pretending to be super confused.

"Ma’am, I swear I really don’t know anything! I only heard them screaming from the hallway and ran straight here. When I walked in they were already covered like this saying a ghost did it. I’m just as lost as they are!"

Lena and Sonya immediately panicked and jumped in, voices trembling hard with fear.

"Y-yes Ma’am! We really don’t understand anything either!" Lena said fast. "It just suddenly appeared and sprayed all over our faces!"

"That’s true... we really weren’t doing anything like that..." Sonya added, her voice cracking, eyes already filling with tears.

Maya only got even more furious, face burning red, neck veins popping as she jabbed her finger sharply at Ray. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"DON’T KNOW ANYTHING?! YOU’RE ALL ACTING SO FUCKING INNOCENT?! Ray! You’re just a damn janitor! You’d be completely worthless if you didn’t work here! There’s tons of people outside who’d love to take your cleaning job! You really have no shame, huh? Just a fucking janitor but acting like a big shot! How dare you cause this perverted mess in my office!"

Ray felt pure disgust boiling up inside. Maya’s words made him feel like a worthless piece of meat.

’What the fuck? I literally have the power to make people lose their minds, so why the hell am I still a stupid janitor in this shithole?’ he thought bitterly.

But his face instantly switched completely. He lowered his head, shoulders slumping, and made his voice sound sad and weak, full of dramatic emotion:

"...Alright then. If you really don’t believe me, I’ll just resign. I don’t want this suspicion to burden and trouble my coworkers, Lena and Sonya. I’ll take my leave, Ma’am."

Lena and Sonya were instantly stunned speechless, eyes bulging wide, mouths hanging open in shock.

"Ray...?!" Lena whispered softly, completely floored.

Sonya could only stare blankly, her hand still frozen on her half-cleaned cheek.

Meanwhile inside Ray was cracking up hard, barely holding back a massive grin.

’Dayumn... what a fucking gentle man.’

Maya glared at him even harder, chest still heaving with rage. She scanned Ray up and down with pure disgust, then spat out in a cold, venomous voice,

"Good. Don’t you ever show your fucking face here again, Ray. You’re fired, effective immediately! Now get the hell out of my gym!"

Ray slowly nodded, putting on the most pathetic fake-sad expression he could manage while dramatically slumping his shoulders. Without saying another word, he turned and walked out. The moment he stepped outside the gym, his whole vibe instantly switched back to chill and cocky.

Once he was far enough away, Ray completely dropped the victim act. He strolled casually toward his rundown apartment just a few blocks away, hands deep in his pockets as the cool night breeze hit his face.

’I need money fast. Should I fuck with the bank teller? Make them hand out cash to every customer like it’s free money day?’

But he quickly shook his head with a smirk.

’Nah, that’s too much. They’re just regular workers. They’d get their asses chewed out by management and probably all get fired. I’m a dick, but I’m not that cruel.’

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in his head. He remembered all those shady online gambling sites that kept spamming his feed.

’Those sites are 100% rigged...’ Memories from his past resurfaced. He knew exactly how they operated — the system was built to make players lose their asses in the long run. The only way someone actually won was if an admin manually tweaked it. Back in the day, he even worked on building one of those platforms when he was dumb and broke fresh graduate, but the scumbags never paid him a single cent.

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A/N: This information is purely fictional.

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"Fuck, I really was stupid back then," he muttered to himself.

A sly, dangerous smile crept across Ray’s face, his eyes narrowing with mischief. A new idea was starting to take shape — still rough, but already looking filthy and fun.

Before long, he arrived in front of his shitty, peeling-paint apartment building.

Suddenly, a girl burst out from the stairwell and came straight at him, overflowing with chaotic energy.

"Woyyy Boy!"

It was Julia. Her smooth tanned skin glowed under the cheap neon lights, tiny waist, and a nice pair of bouncy tits that jiggled wildly with every excited step. She was the loud-ass next-door neighbor whose pornstar moans blasted through the thin walls almost every night — "Ahh... ahmmm... Unnnchhh...!" — so damn loud Ray often felt like kicking the wall in.

Julia shoved two bright, flashy concert tickets right into his face, giggling like crazy.

"Here! Free tickets to my bebeb’s indie band concert tonight! Sick, right?!"

She then playfully smacked his chest a couple times and said in her signature spoiled, baby-girl voice,

"This world needs to be rock n’ roll! His music has real soul, not like that trash they play these days. You should come! Maybe you’ll finally get inspired and stop being such a boring loser!"

Ray’s blood instantly boiled.

’This fucking bitch!!’

But just a heartbeat later, his eyes flashed with a sharp, wicked glint. Another one interesting idea slammed into his brain. His lips slowly curled into a wide, dangerous smirk.