The kiss

"Why did you punch him?!" Scarlet shouted as she stood and face Nicolas.

"Why was he holding you like that!" Nicolas yelled back at her, it was obvious he was jealous.

"Fuck you!" Scarlet spits at him, and she bent down to help Fords to stand on his feet.

"Are you okay, boss?" Scarlet asked him pitifully and Fords nods his head slowly as he stood.

He could feel all his teeth breaking and he closed his eyes to overpower the pain that consumed him.

Scarlet freely let him lean on her for support, and Harry who hadn't said a word uttered.

"I thought you would have gotten a better taste by now Scarlet, don't tell me this cheap man is your date for tonight, huh?" He arrogantly scoffs.

"Mind your business!" Scarlet snapped hatefully at him and she felt bitter when she remember the past.

He's still as arrogant and proud as he was, if only she could get closer and kick his balls. However, she wouldn't want to disrupt the party.

"Oh come on, you know very well that I am just worried ab