A/N – WARNING: GRAPHIC!
At first, he had laughed. To see her move frantically about that pathetic little shop, to catch the most minute detail of her shaking hands. It pleased him beyond belief to know that it was because of him, to know that he could still make her whole body quiver in fear, all the while his shook with laughter.
The falling cake, the constant calls to the company she ordered from, dealing with a busy rush, all as she tried not to break. And then finally, finally that tiny little body shattering under the mere force of words! He smirked and almost reached down to caress the erection growing steadily bigger at each harried movement, each frantic glance at the phone, the crowd of customers, the still empty back bay.
Kami, he couldn't wait to have her again. She would pay for thinking she could leave him, for thinking she could have someone else. His eyes growing hooded, he unbuttoned his jeans and shuddered as he touched himself, watching her all the while.
And roared in rage when he came on screen, when he held her, touched her, spoke to her. She was his! He would rip the arms off that disgusting dog! How dare he touch what didn't belong to him! Incensed, he kicked the table and watched the screen shatter as it clattered to the ground. Oh, the damn dog would pay for touching what was his!
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