Paint The Wind
gay
Alexander's heart fell when he saw just how desperate she was. Then James walked out and Alexander glared. "You. You fucking bastard." He whispered, pure hate coming through his expression.
"Ah ah ah, I wouldn't. I could up that rate if I wanted to." He glared down at Maria. "Get inside bitch." he spat at her. Tears streamed down her face as she walked inside. The constant verbal and physical abuse made her so depressed.