Dealing with Mr fucking right.
And the most annoying part of everything was that she was laughing.
This was something new entirely. She threw her head back and laughed loudly at something Emma's boy had said, and then she ruffled his hair and he ducked away grinning, and she laughed again.
The nerve of her to be happy and laughing.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Rage and anger settled on me and I began punching my steering.
Ahhh, Clara, when I fucking get hold of you, gosh… you're going to regret disrespecting me.
The stupid bitch was supposed to be broken.
Bab Populer