Arsenio Point of View
“You have to stop her. Only you can do that.” I said, pacing around with bubbling anger.
“You always chose to hit some sense into me so this time, push some into her.” I literally exhaled fire when I did not receive the needed answer.
“Let’s be clear about this, I love her and chose to keep her safe in a cruel way but still I had my backup in keeping her away from other men. Now, suddenly she wants to marry that parrot nose little weasel? Why the hell?”
To hell with the ego of a king, I just want to nag about the annoyance that she devil gave me.
I walked to the chair he is sitting in and held the chair on either side as I leaned into him. He has his back against the chair and has his one leg on other with a smug smile adorned on his face. His eyes crinkled in amusement when his eyes landed on my troubled self.
Little spawn of a devil!