Bruce
I can't even tell her why I am jealous, how did I want to tell her I found out she cheated on me with my brother.
“I don’t want this,” she coughs.
She brings her hands to the belt, trying to ease it off her neck, but I don’t relent. “Please, I got the message.”
“No, you didn’t,” I said slowly. My voice is hoarse from the need to teach her how badly she belongs to me.
Jack settles next to her and glances up at me. “Okay, what do we want?”
“We don't f*****g want anything bald head!” Ella shouts back.
“Don’t make me gag you,” I growl and look at Jack again.
“I want my name under her boobs. I want it under her boobs close to her ribs.”
“No!” She twists. “Bruce, don’t f*****g do this.”
“Go on,” I tell Jack. “Cut her top open.”
As soon as Jack gets close to her with scissors,
