CLAYTON POINT OF VIEW.

I walked back to my room, livid. I could not believe what had just happened. I had thought it would be easy, that I could play on her desperation and get her to bend to my will, but the bitch was being adamant. I stamped to my room and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. It was late already, almost 10pm I was so pissed. I placed a call across to Trent. Perhaps, he could do something to assuage my temper.

"Hey, man," he said cheerily. "How are you doing?"

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