CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

~~Writer~~

Her eyes had widened so much he thought it was going to pop out of their sockets.

"I'm not stripping for you, Eron. We did something days back doesn't make it okay now. Plus, I'm free to do whoever the fuck I want to." She snapped at him and he leaned against the wall, looking her deep into her eyes.

"So he fucked you?"

Her mouth fell open slightly but she quickly recovered, "That doesn't concern you. The kids are asleep, you can leave."

He moved towards her and she inched back, frustrating him. "Fremantle stay put please, I want to talk to you."

"Then talk to me and stop moving." She said as she cornered towards the stairs.

"Okay, stop. I'll talk here," She stopped and he continued, "you're owing rent."

She rolled her eyes, looking away.

"Work is getting tough, not that it's your matter to get involved in."

"My children are going to be homeless."

"No they're not. I'll handle it, it's not a big deal." She tried to sound casual but in truth the company was dwindling and bec