13-With whom?

Ethan

I refrain from getting up from the table and stopping her, and then dragging her to her room without thinking twice, even if a strange feeling of discomfort crosses my chest.

She is dressed worse than the prostitutes in the red light districts, but instead of being excited by her looks, I clench my jaw when Meredith opens her mouth:

"With whom?"

I grit my teeth when I understand that it will not be a business meeting, but I should have known from how she tanned: I try to avoid her presence, but her image remains imprinted in front of my eyes and I take a grimace of disgust when I realize that even her curls have disappeared.

I try not to show her how much I despise her right now, pretending to be indifferent instead of threatening her to go back and change instantly.

She wore a piece of dress that leaves nothing to the imagination and showcases her fucking shapes.

Where the fuck does she think she's going dressed like that!

I widen my nostrils when I hear her footsteps behind me, but the fact that she doesn't answer her friend's question makes me realize she's really dating another man.

As soon as she starts walking towards the door on those annoying heels, I take the opportunity to immediately turn my head on her side and bring my eyes to her back, gritting my teeth again when I notice that the dress is rising up above her thighs.

"Ethan ..." - Ian's voice trying to bring me to reality reaches my ears like a distant echo and as soon as Valerie closes the front door, I hurry to stand up and throw a light kick to the chair to move her sideways and lead the way.

"Don't bullshit!" - I hear him raise his voice behind him, but I don't listen to him and I walk towards the door with a soft step, clutching the car keys between my fingers and cursing her mentally.

Bitch!

I've been a jerk to her these days, instead of pretending to be nice to get her close to me.

If I could hide my anger now she wouldn't be dating anyone and I wouldn't have to covertly follow her.

I go down the three steps as soon as I hear her car speeding by, then I reach mine and hurry to leave the parking lot in order not to lose sight of it.

I thought it would be easier to make her mine.

She was supposed to be a virgin and shy, but I'm starting to believe we swapped her briefcase for Meredith's.

I press the accelerator without realizing it, even though I hear the horn sound several times behind me.

If she finds out I'm following her she won't just hate me more than before, but she'll cut my genitals and kick me out of the house, even if she can't afford the bills, but I can't let anyone else have Valerie ... not until I won't get what I want.

I squint when the white car in front of me slows down, then stops completely and forces me to do the same, but unlike Valerie I don't get out of the car and just follow her movements.

"Fuck!" - I swear again aloud, venting my anger against the steering wheel when my gaze lands on her legs, which seem to be paler than before.

It doesn't take me long to realize he is joining a club, while I get disappointed with her weird attitude tonight.

It's not new to see her wearing short skirts, but I didn't think she was like the others. Like the ones who go around the clubs just to get noticed and don't think twice about jumping on me.

I thought she was different.

I quickly run my tongue between my already hot lips with anger, while I frown when I see her approach a man a few steps away, even if I can't make out his figure well, as Valerie stands in front of him.

I put my hand in front of my frustrated face, trying to be patient and waiting for her to walk away to memorize the face of the man in front of her.

He's definitely the one she's dating and I want to know what he looks like to know who I have to threaten tonight: whoever he is he will not be a problem from now on, so I try to relax against the car seat and watch the scene of the two conversing .

I make an annoyed grimace when I realize that they don't want to move to enter the club a short distance from them, but I straighten my back when the jerk reaches out his hand to bring it to Valerie's lower back, and then pull her towards him in a fast gesture.

A strangled moan comes out of my mouth as she moves away from his chest, as he tightens his grip, so I hurry to rummage in the back pocket of my jeans the pack of cigarettes to start smoking and vent the frustration, instead of getting out of the car and standing between the two.

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