I eyed the man in front of me with an intense glance that could catch a house on fire. I don't know how he can wake up every morning feeling like he deserves falling in the deepest pit of hell.
If he didn't do the things he does to me then I would have had some sort of love for him.
Even if he was a good-looking man that would have me on knees for his every command. Other than that I would never let him have power over me.
Every feature on his body screams perfection but his personality and attitude is a big turn off for me. Some people would enjoy this lifestyle but for me, I just couldn't see myself being in this lifestyle.
Everest sat in front of me with an emotional expression on his face while looking down at some papers. From him referring to the same papers over and over again I could tell he was getting frustrated.
He looks up at me, and I look down at the plate of fruit that I wasn't interested in eating.