"Peter! Where is Harry?!" Gwen asked irritably, her foot tapping continuously. She crossed her arms in annoyance as Peter smiled, sweat glistening on his temple while he glanced at his watch.
'Don't tell me he stayed up late to test his suit out?' Peter thought as he looked up and met the eyes of an annoyed Gwen. Harry and Gwen are ambiguous throughout the years.
Everyone can see that Gwen has a crush and even a weird obsession with Harry. Yet, Harry, who knows this as he is a genius, pretended not to notice and never spoke the known secret.
As Gwen was questioning Peter, a husky and seductive voice was heard out of nowhere.
"Why the rush, sugar? Don't worry, Harry dear will surely come since he agreed to sit next to me on the bus ride~" Gwen turned to the voice with the twitch that everyone knew.
In school, everyone knows the three tigers fighting for the Lion King. One was seductive and flirty, the other was direct and had no shame, while the other was sweet and happy.
"Oh, like that's set in stone. You don't even know Harry like I do!" Gwen said with a tick mark on her forehead. Her breasts in that tight shirt bounced like water balloons.
"Oh, well, that does not matter, sugar~ This cat always gets what she wants~," Felicia teased as her silver hair shone in the sunlight that entered through the window.
Felicia had a figure you could glance at from miles away. Hourglass figure with a focus on the breasts. Gwen, on the other hand, had a balanced build.
She had a perky butt and a pair of perky breasts that fit perfectly in your palm. Felicia had a pair that would have your fingers sinking in like soft pillows.
Before the two could blow into a full-on argument. The two froze as the door to the room opened, and Harry, with someone hugging his arm, entered the room. Mary Jane smiled as she looked at the two girls.
"You cheater!" 2x
Gwen and Felicia glared at MJ. Like MJ robbed a precious belonging of them. MJ replied with a cute tongue flick as she pushed Harry's arm between her perky breasts.
They were not quite the size of Felicia's, but what truly stood out between her and Felicia was MJ's butt and thighs. They were thick and supple, able to suffocate a man if she sat on someone's face.
Or choke a man with her thighs.
"Harry, dear. What are you doing with this vixen?" Felicia asked as she walked towards Harry with a sway in her hips. Gwen followed with a dissatisfied step in her walk.
"I could ask you the same thing!" Gwen's voice followed Felicia's like a thunderbolt. Harry smiled with pretend confusion as he looked at the two girls standing an inch from him.
"Well, if you must know. Harry was gracious enough to pick me up from my apartment since I was running late~," MJ said with a smirk as she lay her head on Harry's shoulder.
MJ had an obsessed look in her eyes, and she looked at Harry every five seconds. Like Harry would vanish out of nowhere and leave her alone. This was because of MJ's childhood.
MJ grew up in a rough house. Everything was okay with her family at first. Father was working and taking care of the family. Her mother stayed home, cooked and took care of the house.
Then, on a sunny day, her mother came home with a stranger when she was merely five years old. Her mother ripped the clothes off the man, and MJ hid away with tears as the noises reached her.
It was hours later that her mother and the man fell asleep on the couch when MJ came out of hiding. A strong smell lingered in the air, and the time was when her father would come home.
Slap!
"You fucking bitch! How dare you sleep with another man in my house! I pay for everything, and you go and cheat behind my back?!"
"Well, it's not my fault that someone can't satisfy me due to working 10 hours a day! Maybe you should not be tired and dick me down like this random guy on the street!"
"So it's my fault? I had it with you!" The father yelled as he caught MJ's mother by the throat and slapped her in the face. The man on the couch looked on with shock as he staggered and ran out of the house.
He didn't know she was fucking married and had a kid! Though he would probably still fuck. Humans are not known for their kindness, after all.
"Die bitch!" The father choked the mother, who stumbled back into the kitchen. Under MJ's eye, she managed to grip a knife and stab the back of the man she said she loved.
A few days later...
MJ was in a police station and listening to the words of the police officer assigned to look after her for the afternoon.
"Uh... So listen... I have a daughter the same age as you... Would you like to stay with us until your mother is freed?" George Stacy, the father of Gwen Stacy, said with a gentle look in his eyes.
"I want my father..." MJ said under her breath. George sighed and looked at the kid. He doesn't know how to tell her that her father has been killed... By her mother, no less.
A year later...
MJ's mother was revealed on the grounds of self-defence and abuse by the father. The reason this took a year was that George Stacy tried to convict the mother of murder.
After the mother was released, she took custody of her daughter, and MJ could not do anything. MJ was taken from George and Gwen back into the arms of a demon pretending to be a mother.
She grew up with this, still in contact with Gwen and George. But it did not end there. MJ had not suffered enough at the hands of her mother...
Not even a month after she was released. Her mother started bringing a man home every other day, and MJ would lock herself in her room and cry until the next day.
She felt disgusted to live with the demon who ruined her life. But she could not do anything as she was not 18 years old. George, who knew her troubles, could not do anything either, as she was only having a one-night stand with those males.
That was until she started doing drugs. MJ caught her and immediately knew she finally had evidence to lock her mother away and out of her life. But it did not end there.
That demon knew her daughter was going to find out about her addiction eventually. So, she secretly took videos of her daughter showering and changing. She threatened to release it on the internet.
MJ, too afraid at the time, was stuck in prison. Her abusive mother, now with blackmail, took the abuse into physical abuse. She beat or slapped MJ every other day.
And MJ could do nothing but take it. For years, until MJ reached the age of 14. Harry, noticing that MJ was showing up to school with bruises and blue eyes, figured it out.
Harry and Peter hacked the phone of MJ's mother, downloaded every contact with drug dealers and shady deals, and deleted the blackmail from her phone.
Harry then talked with MJ and arrested her mother on drug addiction, abuse and murder under the influence of drugs. George was happy to arrest her.
That was when Gwen met Harry, as well. MJ and Gwen grew up under the same roof for a year and always talked and met up throughout the years. The two were more like sisters.
Harry had given MJ a job as a maid to come and clean his house every week. Harry moved out of his father's mansion since it was jarring. Too big and too many rooms. Harry was comfortable with a two-story house and a couple of rooms and bathrooms.
He also paid MJ handsomely, with a yearly salary of 150 thousand US dollars. Rather much for a maid, but Harry has the money, and he makes money from his apps.
It has been five years since Harry created three apps with Peter. In the first year, the apps generated $250 million. In the second year, revenue increased significantly to $500 million.
The third year saw earnings of $700 million, followed by $1.1 billion in the fourth year. By the fifth year, revenue surged to $3.4 billion. Harry has the money to splurge.
Harry's a billionaire playboy!
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