Jack stood there stunned by what he was witnessing. How could his fiancé, the man he loved really do this to him- and so suddenly?
The poor red-head just could not believe it. They were to be married Monday- that's two days from now. How could the man he thought he knew do this to him?
He once believe that Chase Young, the evil Heylin warlord, the man who could not act without first thinking of his honor, would be faithful and- OH MY GOSH!- this asshole was seriously leaving him for THIS stupid piece of shit?!
When the Hell did they fly into Fucksville, and is this a one way trip or what?
Jack was at a total lose for word, but it seemed not to matter because before he could even think to respond to these unwelcomed events, Chase spoke up.
"I don't need you, Spicer," Chase spat as his ex, Raimundo, clung to his side.
Yes, that's right. Chase Young had left Jack Spicer for none other than the Raimundo Pedrosa, the leader of the Xiaolin monks, and Chase's ex-boyfriend before he made a move on Jack.
"What?!" Jack screamed. "You ungrateful bastard! You could have ended it with me first, or at least said 'thank-you' for your fucking services, you fucking man whore!"
"Wrong, Spicer," Chase amended as he lead Raimundo off to his bed-chambers, "for it is you who should be thanking me. Now, leave my palace at once."
Jack glared at Chase and opened his mouth to retort until Chase cut him off.
"And Spicer, don't come back, because I never wanted you to begin with."