I'm angry. Too angry. Since we got into a relationship, I made it very clear that I didn't want a man near you. Be it a friend, some type of attendant or even a doctor. But you like to tease me and keep me on my toes, asking for a consultation with a male doctor in secret. I'm staring at you, we're in my office at my penthouse

"It was a man." Is the only sentence that leaves my lips. A cold, dangerous, deadly tone. I know men's perspective men they see a women, a gorgeous one like you is definitely will catch their attention. I looked up at you silently