Max rushed back to the warehouse where he has kept Carmela inside, without her consent.
Last time they had their time alone, Max had slept with her and Carmela could not stop herself from having her way with Max instead, even though he was her Ex-husband and she had left him because of Nichole her bestfriend.
Carmela was still having lingering feelings as well as Max. The door of the warehouse opened and Max walked inside flushed.
“Arghhh…” he screamed fling a chair in the air and landing right next to Carmela, she flinched.
“What was that for?” She raised her voice so that Max was not going to fling another chair at her. “You almost hurt me.”
“It’s your f*****g best friend, Nichole.”
“Ex-best friend and I left her for you so how’s her problem my concern now? Let me go so I can go
