You and Strevan had an arrangement.

One that benefitted both of you.

No feelings, no affection.

Just pure physical attraction and need for release.

The arrangement included a few rules, which weren't broken..yet.

Tonight you went out on a date with one of your colleagues.

Strevan was furious. He didn't like to share, especially when it came to you.

He tracked you down and dragged you out of the bar.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" You yelled.

"Why were you with him?" He demanded for an answer.

"He's my date? Don't tell me you're jealous. We are allowed to see other people, that was the rule-" you got cut as he speak

"F*ck the rules." He growled.

"You're mine. Got it? I'll kill any f*cker who lays his hands on you.". he said angrily with pur jealousy