Richard was pissed to death. He stomped into his office and slammed the door shut before flopping down on the couch with a thud. He loosened his tie and tried to calm himself by taking long deep breathes. Richard literally wished he hasn't gone for that bloody f*****g deal. Then he wouldn't have to endure Damien and his sick games anymore. Nor would he have to share Hazel with him. The image of her on his bed was gnawing at him and it was making him furious with every passing second.
"f**k," He snapped, panting with rage. He barely ever gets this angry. Years with his mother has taught him one thing very clearly...self-control. But Damien went too far today. And at the moment, the only thing he wanted was for him to lose. He has to lose once in his life to understand that not everything
