Furiously he flung the door as he walked into the room. She thought to herself that it was one of those times that he was dealing with outrageous emotions. In the past she would have paid attention to what he had to say or perhaps his reaction, this time she wasn't in the mood for any of that.
She listened to him as he ranted on and on.
"Why was he here?" He asked the question he had all through the past minute.
"How do you expect me to know, I wasn't expecting that you'd be here."
He gave a bitter laugh, almost like he didn't believe her— Not that she was expecting him to, the whole sequence at which everything was happening was leaving her very confused with each minute that passed.
"You are mine—" He said at first before weighing the words again in mind. " You are my worker." H
