David's POV.

“Alright. My regards to your father.” I say to Claire as she's about to step out of my car.

I'm only hanging on a thin thread, keeping myself from transferring my aggression to anyone around.

The stunt Vera pulled some moments ago is enough to make me go wild and vent.

I swear. I almost threw things just to get off some steam.

That girl… knows just the right string to pull and have me dancing to the tune she literally wants.

Wasn't it last night that she was fucking that little cunt of hers and was begging I lick her nipples?

Damn! I'm screwed, really. I got...