Maria.

What can I say?

A walking destruction, in an angel looking face, a sin looking body, and a filthy talking mouth. She’s everything any man could want and more, she’s a fragile looking thing, but a destructive doing thing.

And I, am just a man. I fell for her like I never fell before, I fell first and harder. My whole being was worshipping her, which was-fucking crazy. Because what was I? A goddamn playboy.

I never really taken commitment on anything, not in relationships, not with any woman in my life. But Maria was a whole different story.

And ofcourse because she was the hottest girl in town, every guy literally had an eye on her, but what can I say. I’m a lucky bastard.

It took me a while to have her, but when I fucking had her? Oh, my, fucking, God.

Present Time.

We were at a bar together, she was with me just this second I swear. But she then someone told me your girl is fighting outside.

Fuck. Me.

And I saw her, a man on his knees infront of her, blood all over his face, while his bosy was lowkey shaking. And she was furious. Like always.

But I know this guy definitely did something, I didn’t think. I punched him, hard. I didn’t mean for him to pass out but it’s good he did, he should be thankful I didn’t kill him for bothering my girl.

And then I threw the furious little kitty over my shoulder and walked out, I was fucking mad now.