OLD LOVE AND HATE.

chapter 8: that Hurt

The two gentlemen sat down and waited the Devil to start his long dispute after the fight against each other.

He laid on his throne-chair very angrily but slowly. Just like a baby that got taken away his favourite toy you may say. He proceeded after a minute of silence to scream at the two grownups: - WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU TRYING TO DO? RUIN MY REPUTATION? NO, 'CAUSE YOU ARE DOING A FUCKING GREAT JOB AT IT... - the dark demon continued to yell at them while they looked kinda..annoyed?.. trying to explain, failing by the unstoppable speed of their Boss, the situation.

-  ...AND IF YOU THINK THAT DOING THAT STUPID ASS CHILDISH FIGHT WAS A "GREAT" WAY OF SHOWING OFF WHO YOU ARE, THEN I RATHER CHANGE MY LEFT AND RIGHT HANDS... - Surprisingly he wasn't even cursing much, and after a good half a hour, they finally had the chance to say their part.

- Boss, I know that you care about your reputation quite a lot. But, if you will, this scambag continued to provoke me and sayin' shit. I don't allow that in here - the Dice spoke, trying to stay intact and with his well-known smile in his face.

- That's it? Just that? Such a disappointment. - The Devil scoffed with a pretty much bored expression.

- I knew you were a dissatisfaction for him, no how was it? ah yes! a Good for nothin' lackey - With a soft smile Valentino pronounced these words while looking, without giving too much interest, the head-diced man.

That was a low-kick. Even for him.

AUTHOR
sorry for a short Chapter i promise the next one will be longer