Marcel stepped into the bar, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on a familiar figure at the bar area. William sat there, casually nursing a drink. Marcel's jaw tightened as he walked over and took the seat beside him.
William turned, and when he saw Marcel, a slow smile spread across his face. "Well, well. Long time no see, Marcel. I didn't expect you to show up."
Marcel's voice was cold, his expression hard. "Why are you back, William? You swore you'd disappear. And the video—you said it was deleted. Why the hell do you still have it?"
William smirked, unfazed. "Easy now, Marcel. No need to cause a scene." He finished his drink and shifted in his seat to face him fully.
He reached out, trailing a fingertip down Marcel's cheek.
Marcel slapped his hand away, eyes blazing. "D
