“So, how is my wife’s paramour faring so far?” Larse says, tapping his fingers on the chair's armrest. Looking out into the window of his office.
Though he didn’t care about what happened between the man and his wife, he still felt raged knowing that he was able to easily have the women in his life unlike him. His envy was only fueled by the truth and thought that he was even able to have his way with Crystal.
“You mean Clyde?” Eric furrowed, wanting to be sure of it.
His blood boiled just hearing the man’s name, making him reach a point where his anger was almost immeasurable. Making him clench his fist as he turned to meet the man’s gaze. Glaring, jaw tightening Eric already understood that it was not a good time to try his patience.
“Oh, Uhm, he’s still trying to get back on his f
