"WHAT WAS THAT?!" he asked angrily when we reached the place where we are yesterday.
The place where we kissed...
Yes, he brought me here.
"What are we doing here?" I asked trying to divert his question.
"Why are you answering me with another question?!" he shouted again
"Why do you need to shout?!" I asked
"Then why do you need to talk to that man?!" he fired back
"And why not?" I asked giving him my bored face, tss. I'm tired of shouting.
"Because you're my slave," he answered and then put his hands on his pockets.
"Correction. I am your fiance you-"
"Fiance huh? I don't want my girl talking to another man." he cut off what I said
"My girl? I AM NOT YOUR GIRL." I emphasized
"Who said that I'm referring to you?"
"huh?"
"huh?" he mocked
"Aish!" I'm losing my mind talking to
