a mumbling mess walked into the room , swearing under his breath " HAVE YOU SEEN MY CIGARS DEAR? "
Crossing her legs with the slightest sigh, Vali pointed towards the table. “My love, they’re always on the table… Of course you could snap one into your hands as you wish but I do believe you like hearing my voice?”. She chuckled, tapping the side of the lounging chair.
Straightening his hat with a scowl , mal brushed himself off. Losing his temper seemed easier than simply looking around with those jet black eyes of his. He adjusted his throat " ERHM , well I would but I AM wearing alot of cologne. Wouldn't want the place to explode"













