Amond sniffed and kept on sniffing large amounts of cocaine through a platinum coke straw in his house living room. The adumbrate shadow of a drug lord that had authority and power among the drug cartels in the city looked doleful and haggard on this day. The despondency weighing in his mind seemed impossible to bear. He couldn't come to terms that the lady had now a lover in her life. It was impossible to accept what she told him. It was even difficult to accept that he was not to give her attention anymore, for a man who is beneath me in everything! It felt like an abuse, because he was an accomplished man in all areas that concerned the masculine gender.

He had approbation, wealth and power. He drove cars that other men only dreamt about, he lived in a house other men fantasized about, he had fame and fortune, he had a cosmopolitan position globally and could go anywhere for vacations or trips, and he was intelligent enough to be called in the foremost and headmost university in the continent. Surely that is enough for any woman to admire me and want me! And there had been uncountable of them in his life, some literally throwing themselves at his feet. But he had never wanted any of them. He had only wanted one. One that was different from the rest. One that his charismatic personality didn't attract her like the rest. One that he had been wishing day and night to admire and like him back.

But... I will still hold on to my wish. I am the man in your life, Katelyn!

After a couple of minutes as he continued sniffing more and more cocaine amid the distress and humiliation he was subjected to, his two friends joined him in the living room. He had called and informed them of the unexpected that had just hit him.

"Amond." Ian walked to him, concerned and sorry, "Calm down. What exactly happened?"

"That son of a bitch now has her!" Amond grunted, feeling a fury rising from deep within him as he sniffed more cocaine, "That is exactly what happened!"

"That is enough, pal." Jim took the coke straw from the friend, "You have had enough."

Amond stared at the friend grimly with eyes bleary drunk, "I haven't had enough!" He forcefully took back the coke straw, unable to keep composure, "That bastard has the magic. Magic that I don't have!" He went back to the cocaine.

Jim and Ian exchanged looks, unable to know how to help.

"The picture and thought can't get off my head!" Amond frustratingly and aggrievedly sniveled, his contemptuous feelings towards the enemy intensifying, "The image of her being kissed, touched, and... Aarrgh!" He went back to sniff more cocaine, looking dreary, dispirited and peevish. The experience was clearly sickening.

The friends still stared helplessly. If they only knew how to help.

"Rogue!" Amond suddenly stated the name with a stab of illumination and quickly scrambled for his phone on the living room table where the brick of cocaine was and a dozen alcoholic drinks, "It is the highest time Rogue scares him away from Kate!" He seethed in a sense of vehement conviction in his voice while dialing a number on the phone, "Kate is mine and mine alone!"

His friends were glad at the thought. He should indeed be scared off! That was not his girl. That was a girl of a man who was worth managing her.