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Warning: Explicit content!!! Dennis “Babe, where the heck are you? I’ve been trying to reach you for about two days now. What’s happening? Call me back immediately you get this, it’s urgent!” I yelled into the phone as I walked out of Freya’s office and got into the car. “Damn you, Freya!!” I slammed hard at the steering wheel. I was so mad with fury, Freya had embarrassed me, and that wasn’t even as annoying as the fact that she officially broke up with me. I thought I was teaching her a lesson, I thought she needed to realize what was at stake. Me. Our relationship. The one she desperately wanted. That was why I didn’t bother to beg her when she asked me to move out of the room, and then the house. We had been living together for over two years and I know how hooked she was on me