bold is pietro
56// cry
"Ophelia, what is he talking about?"
"Oh, so you haven't told him"
"pietro, don't"
"You see, brother, your little whore just couldn't keep her legs closed"
"Don't you dare talk about her like that!"
"grayson, calm down nothing happened"
"What does he mean the mother of my unborn child?"
"..."
"Answer me, Ophelia!!"
"grayson, i—i"
"She didn't stutter when I fucked her"
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Ophelia, tell me what happened!"
"I screwed her brains out. I did that to your little harlot."
"both of you stop!! now!!"
"Ophelia...is what he says true?"
"yes"
"Are you carrying his child?"
"i don't know"
YOU ARE READING
S U I T S (#2)
Short StoryLife consisted of men and lace Then Grayson took Ophelia home Life began to consist of wealth and S U I T S *Sequel to L A C E* ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Best Ranking: #152 in Short Story 19/1/16
