HARROLD THUNDER
We are both panting but none of us wants to give up this fight, either me or him who will win after this. We’re both growling in pain and no one can stop us. I can’t take off my eyes on him because he might pick a weapon to use against me.
“I should be the man of Lauren if you didn’t snatch her from me!” he shouted so I rolled my eyes on him and I look at him with my bored eyes. All this time he was the one who’s planning something for my wife? What a desperate asshole. “In the first place, you don’t own her so stop blabbering there,” I told him.
“Self-centered asshole that I knew for decades,” he commented and I just shrug my shoulders.
In every battle, it’s either to kill or to be killed. Two options but hard to survive. We are busy glaring at each other when we he
