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What I needed most was a wall to bang my head against, but since that would scare her, I resorted to slapping my forehead with my palm.
“I’m so fucking stupid.” I groaned, trying my best to get away from her room before I self-destructed when I heard my phone ringing in my study.
“Argh!!”
I could still see her nakedness from where she sat right opposite me, and all I needed to do was fuck my obsession into her. But what did I do?!
I went on to talk all that nonsense and made her cry.
Those tears in her eyes would haunt me forever.
I closed the door and tried my best to hold back my anger as I picked up my phone. But the moment I saw the caller ID, I knew I had full permission to be as destructive as I wanted.
“Yo, man. How’s life as an engaged man going?”
“Evans,” I muttered, rubbing my face with my palm before plopping down onto my seat.
“Heard you haven’t visited the Verein in a month now. You’re really taking this charade seriously.”
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This guy was my best friend but also the most irritating
human I’d ever met. It was a huge pity that I could never get rid of him, even if I wanted to.
“Look, I don’t have time for your teasing today.”
“Well, you never do. I’ll just do my thing.”
“Oh God.” This guy could never understand how I felt. He was too much of a nuisance.
“Don’t even think of hanging up, or else I’ll call all your lines nonstop until you pick up,” he threatened, and I rolled my
eyes.
“I have no doubt about that, considering it’s happened multiple times in the past.”
“So, tell me what’s up? The girl said no?” he asked, and that single question somehow reignited my frustrations.
“Quite the opposite.”
“She said yes? Isn’t that what you spent the past six months obsessing over?”
“It is.”
“So why do you sound so down?” Evans asked, his voice free of mockery for once.
And that was the reason why we were still friends. He would be serious when I needed him to be, even though he was the most unserious person I knew.
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“Why wouldn’t I?” I wanted to pull my hair out as I shot up to my feet.
The leather couch suddenly felt too hot despite the air conditioning in the room.
“My heart aches from seeing those tears in her eyes.”
I couldn’t bear it.
“No doubt she’s crying in there after all my promises and hard work to make sure she never had a reason to worry in her life.”
I clenched my fist and threw a punch at the bookshelf. The force rattled the books to the ground, but it did nothing to ease my anger.
“Did you just punch a fucking wall? Man, you need to take anger management classes.” Evans whistled, and I noticed part of the wood had caved in.
I needed a replacement. That only fueled my rage.
What was even more frustrating was the boner that wouldn’t go soft.
“Too bad it was wood,” I muttered, almost rolling my eyes at his comment.
“Anger management? I literally just walked out of there bottling my feelings. What I need is a fucking award.”
“Yeah, yeah, sure. So, what are you going to do now?”
I let out a heavy sigh.
What I wanted to do and what I needed to do were two
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“I need to let all this pent-up energy out before I lose it. I don’t want her to ever see this side of me.”
So disorderly. So out of control.
“So you’re going to a club? Man, that’s great, but I doubt you’ll ever be able to hide that. Your anger has destroyed cities and brought down companies.”
He wasn’t lying.
“Shut the fuck up before I destroy you,” I snapped, grabbing a coat and snatching a set of car keys off their hanger.
I was in desperate need of strong alcohol and a hole to bang.
“Oh, I have no doubt you’ll do that without warning me. You even-”
“Shut up, you’re not helping at all,” I gritted out.
“Too bad I’m still in Denmark. We would’ve gone together. By the way, will you be coming for the annual Capo X meetings this time? There’s a lot going on that you need to address.”
“Let’s not talk about work now. I’m getting a call from Miracle,” I said and hung up before letting out a few deep breaths and picking up the incoming call.
“Hello, Miracle. Are you almost home?” I asked, keeping my voice as calm as possible.
Not because it was easy, but because I needed to maintain the perfect image I’d created in front of her.
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“Hey, sweetie.” Her voice was cheery, which didn’t prepare me for the next sentence. “There was an accident!”
My heart skipped, and for a moment, I felt something close to panic.
“Which hospital are you in? I’ll come over right away!”
I needed a perfect excuse to rage drive anyway.
“No, not me,” she giggled, and I exhaled sharply, realizing she wasn’t the victim. But I didn’t feel relieved because, to start with, I couldn’t feel emotions when it came to her or anyone else.
That was where my curiosity with Jemaya stemmed from.
She made me feel.
“There was an accident on the way,” Miracle continued, bringing me out of my thoughts. I walked down the corridor, resisting the urge to open Jemaya’s door and give her what we both wanted.
“Did you get hurt? Are you okay? Where are you?”
A fiancé should express concern and worry in this kind of situation. I’d had practice, so I knew I was doing it right.
“Relax, baby, you don’t need to sound so worried. I was really far from the accident scene.”
Then why the fuck did you call me to waste my time?
I leaned against the wall in the living room, gripping my phone tightly. My anger was bubbling, forcing me to pull the phone away from my ear at intervals to take deep breaths.
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My bulge was also starting to hurt.
“Oh, that’s good,” I said flatly. “Now, what did you want?”
“Yes, I wanted to let you know I’ll be staying at the spa’s hotel until tomorrow.”
“You will?”
So this was what the call was for? She could have stated it from the beginning instead of wasting my time.
“… But you said you’d be home in 20 minutes. How far back are you?”
“It’s kind of in a different city, so-”
“I’ll send someone over to pick you up.”
One last attempt to dissuade her, though I already knew she had made up her mind before calling.
“Oh, it’s okay, baby. I must be the luckiest woman alive to be loved so much by you.”
I fought the urge to scoff.
“But the girls are staying back, and I already signed up for it. You don’t mind if I spend some more money, right?”
Of course.
“You know you can spend as much as you want. Just keep me posted.”
“Yes, don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you double tomorrow.”
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“You bet,” I said, even though I knew she could never satisfy
Among all the sexual partners I’d had, she had the lowest stamina. And you needed stamina to satisfy me.
“Bye…” she said, hanging up.
The call left me blinded by rage.
I needed to take it out on someone.
“Argh, God. Fuck this!”
But all I could do was swear and quicken my steps.
“Oh my goodness.”
I heard a gasp right before I felt the splash on my trousers. I didn’t need to think twice to know that the attack was premeditated.
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