#Chapter354
It’s sweet but a total shitty weakness considering what he does.
/"Well, you have certainly changed. Last time we met up your date was both obedient and silent and understood the meaning of the men taking the lead. Are you going soft cuz? Over a piece of skirt … is she really that good of a fuck? Or maybe you just lost your touch in keeping your bitch under control and making excuses./" Smirking, smug arsehole, acting superior towards his cousin and even I know that is the absolute wrong move.
I don’t like him.
I snarl subtly and glare at the conceited moron, grasping my napkin to curb the urge to tell him to go choke on his brother's dick.
This Carrero is a massive knob jockey, and I, honest to God, would love to see him talk to me this way back in New York, surrounded by Mico and Jackson. Pretty sure both of them would have something to say.
Wanker.
