YOU ARE ‘LOW’

YOU ARE ‘LOW’

Ramon scoffed and then adjusted his crumpled shirt and stood up straight before the man who also adjusted his shirt.

“What do you want from Elena? It’s been six fucking years. Why are you lurking around her!”

“I see that she has told you everything about me,” Zeke nodded his head.

“Which is why I agree to the fact that you are indeed a devil incarnate.”

“I like that,” Zeke nodded his head and pointed his index finger at the man. “You are smart.”

“I am not here to toy with you. Back off from Elena!” He snapped as he watched Zeke walk to the washing hand basin.

“You do not get to tell me what to do,” Zeke opened the tap and then rinsed his hands.

“Back off from her. She is mine.”

Zeke turned off the tap, grabbed a tissue, and then turned to face Ramon, his brows snapped together.

“Is she a toy?” he asked as he dabbed his hands with the tissue paper.

“What?”

“Is she a toy that you could own?”

“Do I look like I care?”

“If you want her, earn her. Is that not how it sh