You trust your lover, Mehdi, with your whole heart. And you know damn well he’s too loyal and loving to ever cheat on you, but sometimes you can’t help but get jealous.

Get jealous of what exactly? Jealous of all the bitches who go to his store, “Palomo’s”, not even to buy anything or have anything custom made. No. To fucking ogle at him, and it pisses you off so bad. Everyday it’s clusters of women requesting to see him so they can “make a special order”, when in all actuality they’re just trynna score.

And it irritates you, you won’t tell him though, cause what if he thinks that you think he’ll cheat? You’d never want him to think that cause it simply isn’t true. But these bitches are really starting to irk you.

Like today multiple women begging, the receptions, to get a one on one chat to discuss “designs”. You just walked past, annoyed, to the elevator hoping he was in his office and not working on something.