decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
Ivar grit his teeth, feeling the anger and frustration building already for the day. “She has no place in that meeting and you know it as well as I do... he has the nerve to marry a whore from the club and now she’s trying to take some of fathers legacy to run herself? She’s a good digging whore.” He muttered knowing full well he had no place to talk after his last girlfriend had done nothing except use him as a bank account.
Carmen nodded and smiled “Oh I forgot, I’ve only been doing this for you for years.” She muttered, a little grumpy this early but smiled at him still. “I have an appointment with the fertility doctor this morning.” She told him quietly. They’d been trying to get pregnant for a couple years now and despite everything seeming normal, they hadn’t had any luck so now she was getting a little desperate and looking into alternatives just in case.
Carmen nodded and smiled “Oh I forgot, I’ve only been doing this for you for years.” She muttered, a little grumpy this early but smiled at him still. “I have an appointment with the fertility doctor this morning.” She told him quietly. They’d been trying to get pregnant for a couple years now and despite everything seeming normal, they hadn’t had any luck so now she was getting a little desperate and looking into alternatives just in case.