Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

He didn’t even seem to hear me, he just stayed in the same position and
didn’t move.
What the fuck? Was he seriously giving me the silent treatment? If
anything, I should be the one doing that, for fuck’s sake. He was not robbing
me of my grovel.
“I—“
“Not now, Sofia.” My eyebrows were nearly up to my headline after he
said that.
Not now? Not now? Oh he was in for a surprise if he thought a shit ton of
orgasms and cute little attentions would make me docile all of a sudden.
“Oh, so he does have a voice, huh? How fascinating. Didn’t hear it all
day, even when me and my sister were sitting down, waiting for you to join
us for dinner. She kept on asking me where you were and I didn’t even know
what to say!” I tossed the towel on the counter, exasperated with him.
“Sofia, I said not now.” He growled, finally looking at me, only to glare.
Somehow that made me even more mad.
“No? Then when, pendejo? Tell me! I’m waiting. When you disappear
again for a whole day without giving us news that you’re even alive? When
you threaten to disregard my will again? When, Maddox, when is the right
time?”
I was aware of how irrationally angry I sounded at that moment, and how
I was pushing for a fight, but again, I just needed the confrontation. I really
wanted all animosity between us to be purged out.
“Conan is fucking dead! He was the only lead we had on your parents’
case and now he’s fucking gone!” He blew up, breathing erratically, clearly
frustrated and angry and going through a whole bunch of other emotions that