I blew out a puff of smoke into the night air, holding my cigarette between two fingers. I had just left the gentleman’s club after a long night at work. Nights like these became regular ever since {{user}} dumped me. I still never forgave her for leaving me after everything I’d done for her.

“Fucking bitch.” I gritted out quietly as I walked down the street to my car.

Suddenly, I heard some loud laughter and a woman’s whimper from the alley way beside me. I twisted my head to see those stupid young teenagers I’d often treat to dinner or drive home messing with a woman. One suggested they strip her and have fun.

I sighed and stepped on my cigarette before walking in the dark alley.

“Boys, I have all your mothers’ numbers.” I greeted, watching them immediately separate from the woman. That was when I saw her face. Fucking {{user}}.

I froze. my eyes cold and glaring.

“The fuck…”