She hates me. Fine. Can’t say I blame her. But what I hate even more than the guilt clawing away at me over what I did, is watching her with other men. Especially the men I call brothers.
The morning she walked out of Axle’s room was the final straw. She’s done. I intend to cut off her supply. If her body is craving to be consumed, if all those perfect curves are in need of some undivided attention, there’s only one source available to her. ME.
She hates me. Fine. Can’t say I blame her. But what I hate even more than the guilt clawing away at me over what I did, is watching her with other men. Especially the men I call brothers.
The morning she walked out of Axle’s room was the final straw. She’s done. I intend to cut off her supply. If her body is craving to be consumed, if all those perfect curves are in need of some undivided attention, there’s only one source available to her. ME.