ANGEL
Daniel finally let me out of the red room.
All I could say was that I couldn’t stand the others. Kayla and Lona were less hateable, tolerable because they’d been nice to me, but I still couldn’t bear the idea that all the girls here belonged to Daniel.
They touched what was mine. They kissed lips that should only kiss me, felt hands that should only hold me.
I hated it so much that when I looked at them, I could only imagine my hands around their throats.
Squeezing.
Watching their eyes bulge and let them realize that Daniel was mine and mine alone.
The thought of them getting the same chance to f**k the d**k I fúcked, to taste the c**k I sucked, made something hot and violent bloom in my chest.
Maria’s laugh at dinner last night had made me fantasize about smashing her fac
