decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
“Don’t. Don’t you dare blame me for being here. You’re a grown ass man and if you really didn’t want to be here then you could have said no.” She muttered, getting up and glared at him before walking out and going home. She was going to go crazy not being able to leave the house for anything except essential errands and to go to the office.
Coco frowned taking a deep breath and put his cigarette out, looking at her again. “She’s 16.” He muttered gently just sitting there rubbing at his face.
Coco frowned taking a deep breath and put his cigarette out, looking at her again. “She’s 16.” He muttered gently just sitting there rubbing at his face.