“I don’t know if I can do this anymore,” she admits for the fourth time. “What if someone recognizes us, or videotapes it and blackmails it? I’d lose everything, I can’t-“”Kitten,” growls her date, a tall man with salt and pepper hair, a blue three-piece-suit, and a large masquerade mask covering the majority of his
Giving Up Control Pt. 01
“For fuck sake Samantha, if I have to come down there to show you how to do your FUCKING job again, you’re going to FUCKING lose it!! Is that understood?!” Her voice, despite coming from the red, kissable lips of a beautiful woman, salivated with venom as she slammed the phone of her desk phone.