Fuck You Hard

His face looks as natural as it was, and I can see he doesn’t care whether we are together or divorced.

Looking at his face, a painful smile broke on my lips.

"Married or divorce I don’t care. But again, I can’t deny that you were best on the bed, and I would like to be honest here and say that I don’t mind having you once again."

He said it and shrugged his shoulders as if he had not said something sinful.

He walks down the floor, and I notice that we are practically standing in between the floors and must be disturbing others.

My anger was taking the steps up one by one, and his statement wasn’t making things easy, either.

I looked at the side where he went, and my eyes flickered when I saw Nathan was dragging Sam somewhere. But my raging heart ignores them as I have my own problems to deal with, and they aren’t babies either.

Taking a deep breath, I walk down and walk behind Sean, who was standing at the bar talking to a bartender.

I was burning with rage at hearing his thou