His Ruthless Ways
But what he says next boils my blood.
"you can and you will," he folds his hands over his chest. Like he is doing this to control himself. "we have all day, you are cleaning this even if it takes you all day."
I threw my hands in the air, and frustrated tears burned my eyes. "what kind of ruthless bastard are you? I told you I can't do it."
"you will do it," he grits.
"fuck you," I yelled picking up a handful of horseshit mixed with straw and throwing it at him. "Eat this and die."
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