Beast in him

Jacky groaned he was lying on the bed and couldn’t get up since the morning. He was running a temperature and his arm was hurting so much.

He lift his back from the bed that was made of gold. He sat up and stared at his arm.

“Damn.” His throat was dried up and he needed some water.

He opened his drawers and took out the bottles of water he couldn’t uncap them as his arm was hurting.

He dropped them beside him on the bed. And glanced over at the room he was in, which was lavishly built with Wesley’s money.

There was a room that was stuck with a lot of it and doesn’t he planned on taking them out. Which was why he had to get off the bed.

He turned off the Tv with the remote that was beside the table. He should get to hear some good news even at that.

“...as the renowned doctor passed away last night at his residence where he got killed. The family and the whole...” He turned off it.

“He did that to himself.” He groaned and let his feet touch the ground, he took the water again a