The Spoiled Girl

Tina hadn't spoken to Mark for several days now because she was still angry with him for taking the doctor away from her.

'What's so special about that doctor? He even hurt with that horrible electric therapy for God's sake, ' Mark grumbled in his mind. He wanted that doctor gone and as far away from Tina as possible but at the same time, he also wanted to beat that doctor up.

'Who the hell does he think he is? Tina wouldn't even bother to look at him if she didn't need to!

It's so unfair that Tina wouldn't talk to me because of a stranger.' Mark thought. Maybe Tina just considered the doctor as her new toy, but that was enough for Mark to be jealous.

Mark couldn't remember how many days had it been since Tina stopped talking to him.

"Tina, how are you feeling today? Is there anything particular that you want to eat?" As usual, Mark tried desperately to get Tina to talk to him. He thought that Tina would finally let the whole doctor thing go.

Tina turned her head away from Mark. The scars on her face were being hidden by her curtain of hair.

Mark's heart still ached every time he saw Tina's face. But today he was sure that Tina would talk to him because he had some good news for her, "Tina, do you still remember Emily?" He asked.

No one dared to mention Emily when Tina was present because she was sure to lose her control.

But Mark knew clearly that Tina's illness had everything to do with Emily. He had read a lot of books about Tina's condition and tried all the methods to help her recover, and all led to one simple method --

Emily. Emily was the key.

If she was still alive and living happily with Jacob, Tina would never truly recover.

Tina's face turned the second she heard Emily's name.

"Emily is dead," Mark couldn't wait to tell her the news, "You don't need to worry about anything now. She's dead, Tina. She'll never be in your way again," he said excitedly.

"... she...what?" Tina felt as if someone had hit her on the head. She couldn't believe her ears - she was flummoxed.

It was the first time that she's talked to Mark in days.

Mark was

Magee's chest and smiled, "Do you want to see?" She gazed at him, hands playing around his face.

Magee let out a chuckle as he released his grasp on her and reached for a cigarette, "You're such a naughty bitch."

"I am for you, yeah," Rose said with a half smile, "If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened to me the other night. I know I owe you a lot but..."

She reached up and gently ran her fingers down his waist to his stomach, "How about…this?"

Magee wasn't in the mood so he turned his head away, grasped her hair and pushed her down to his thighs.

Rose continued as he motioned for her to do.

Rose really didn't care anymore.

Magee closed his eyes as Rose continued to pleasure him.

Half an hour later, Rose climbed back to his chest and asked in a voice as sweet as she could manage: "Magee, I know you have feelings for me."

"I don't," Magee said without missing a beat.

"Well, I don't believe you," Rose admitted that the answer was out of her expectation, but she was still pretty confident about her look and her body, so she continued: "If you do not like me, then why did you save me the other day? Why did you…sleep with me?"

"You really want to know?" Magee thought she was pathetic. He raised his fingers and motioned for her to come closer.

"I sleep with you because you are disgusting enough." Magee whispered sardonically into her ear.