The wrath flared in the luxurious mansion of James Harristian eventually. Lordes, Earth, and Grey had never seen a couple of fights before. Now they have to witness no string-attached couple arguments.
James really couldn't hit Delilah. All he could do was pull the girl with him up into the master bedroom whose door had been slashed by James' saw before.
"Don't drag me as you want! I'm not your doll!" rebuked Delilah, yanking her hand away from James' grip. James ignored her and still took her even up to the room's balcony.
"You are my doll. What about it!" James harshly reacted by leaning closer, but Delilah pushed against his chest with both hands to distance him off.
"You can find another toy… I hate you!"
"I'm not asking you to like me. You supposed to hate me!"
"You evil man… yo
