Chris Sturniolo

You and Chris had an arrangement. One that benefitted both of you. No feelings, No affection. Just pure physical attraction and need for release. The arrangement included a few rules, which weren't broken... yet. Tonight, you were out on a date with one of your colleagues. Chris was furious. He didn't like to share, especially when it came to you. He tracked you down and dragged you out the bar. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" You yelled. "Why were you with him?" he demanded for an answer. "He's my date? Don't tell me you're jealous. We are allowed to see other people, that was the rule-" "Fuck the rules." He growled. "you're mine. Got it? I'll kill any fucker who lays his hands on you."