“Are you okay?"
His vocalism is utterly cold. He looks like someone who never smiles, or maybe he is this worried for this b***h. I can’t see through his dark sunglasses, but I can tell he is trying to fix them on Mitch, who is about to blow up with wrath.
She nudges him away, charging closer to us. The man does not let go of her completely; instead, he hooks his hand loosely on her shoulder.
“How dare you insult me in front of my friends, Liam? How dare you insinuate that I am sleeping around?” She screeches, her eyes firing murderous arrows at us.
“And how dare you gather this bunch of disrespectful fools to come and disrespect me in my own home, Mitch? You feel insulted. That is nothing compared to what I am feeling right now. This is disrespect of the highest order, which I will no
