The Upgrade Chapter 2

I showered and styled myself into a vision of cool intensity, choosing a wickedly handsome dark red silk shirt. I did a few turns in front of the full-length mirror. The body was fantastic—broad shoulders, long legs. Just like my original.

Satisfied.

As I was about to head out, my phone rang. An unsaved number. I answered it.

“Leo, it’s been half an hour. Where are you?”

“Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’re my boyfriend. When you do something wrong, you apologize. Have you forgotten how to be a decent human being?”

The disdain and impatience in her voice were so thick you could cut them with a knife.

Ah, so this was the toxic ex. What a drag.

But my mood was too good to be ruined. I could afford to be generous with an explanation.

“Listen, lady, your boyfriend checked out. Permanently. I’m just the ghost possessing his body, so no, I won’t be coming.”

“As of this moment, you and this body have zero connection. Lose my number. Bye!”

I hung up, blocked the number, and ran a hand through my hair. I slipped on my leather shoes.

“Let’s roll! To The Platinum Club!”