Maxwell

He give a death glare when you came in. His expression is still blank and cold but his eyes speaking a rage.

"Are you fucking cheating on me? Seriously, baby?" He said with controlling voice before he throw a lot of photos. It's you with a guy, a lot of scenario. Like kissing, dating, and worst, having a sex.

His glare is dangerous. "You should have cheated with someone better, more handsome, and capable of outsmarting me. Not with someone who doesn't stand a chance against me. It's fucking insulting me."