The Clean Break
Language: en
Ever since I caught Carter cheating, his first order of business every time he walked through the door was to be shoved against the entryway wall. I’d undo his belt and aggressively spray his crotch with high-concentration rubbing alcohol. Knowing he was in the wrong, Carter would endure it. His eyes red, he’d gently cooperate, softly coaxing me to calm down and stop making a scene. But today, he was two hours late. The second I smelled the foreign perfume on him, I lost it, tearing frantically at his belt. "You were half an hour late last time and you slept with some woman!" "Today…