Miguel drove in roughly and parked his caar, he hop down, still fuming in anger, hoping to drink it off when he got in.
He walked inside and saw Joanna sleeping peacefully on the cushion she sat on while watching the movie.
He went to her and stared at her revealing body. The shirt she was putting on wasn't doing any justice in hiding her perfect body. It was a little bit transparent.
He smirked and ran his hand on her hair, which resulted in waking her up, she bash her eyes when she saw him and gulped down nothing.
She was nervous because of the closeness.
"You are the perfect one to get rid of my anger," he said, and she shifted away from him.
She hasn't yerecovereder the one he did and now he is about to do another one.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Someone got me very angry, and I need something to relieve me," he said, his eyes burning with lust.
