100: Jealous

L O R E N Z O

"She's playing a dangerous game," I growled, throwing the glass of whiskey against the wall.

Nicholas looked at me with amusement. "What did you expect, bro? That she'll fall into your arms, just like that?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

I glared at him. "She's fucking mine."

"Then, make her yours," he said simply, shrugging his shoulders.

I ran my fingers through my hair, frustration and anger consuming me. "It's not that easy." I muttered.

"It's not rocket science, either."

"Fuck, you're infuriating," I groaned, walking towards the window. It was almost six-thirty and I knew any moment from now she was going to come here to drop the kids.

"She's going on a date with another man. Is that how easy it is for her to move on?" I said, feeling agitated.

"You've fucked more girls unlike her in the past five years. You of all people shouldn't judge her for being in her SECOND relationship since you. At least check the bright side, you get to see your kids now. Isn't that what