Chloe's POV

“No, I don't, I'm sorry.”

“So annoying!” Pascal cussed as he hung up this time and flung the phone against the wall and I followed the movement as it hit the wall hard and cracked.

“You can't do this to me,” I was shocked at how he seemed to be above reasoning.

“It's taking me everything to not fuck you right here, Chloe. Help me. No matter how much I masturbate to your pictures, I can't seem to get you out of my mind, that's why the only way is for me to ...