#Chapter33

He could feel his anger bubbling up, his fingers turned into fists. His jaw clenched. As he stared at that one girl.

His girl.

Her shorts, covering just below that perky butt of hers. Her tight top hugging her. That shirt was so thin he could tear it apart with just one hand. He could see her smile as she took a sip of her peach tea or whatever she ordered.

It was summer, the heat was building up. And he so stupidity decided to bring her to a party with his two old friends. One of which she already met during an accidental run-in while going out.

He...