"That bitch," he muttered. "That fucking bitch."
He had somehow managed to walk all the way back to the restaurant to his car and drove home, though he didn't remember doing it. All he remembered was walking back to the restaurant and, the next thing he knew, he was in front of his apartment with his keys in his hand. Picasso quickly opened his door, went in, and locked the door behind him. Then he collapsed and wept.
Six months of dating and for what? To discover Marfa had lied to him? Not only lied to him but outright rejected his marriage proposal?
Oh, so I'm not good enough even for a rock star? With her history?
His two cats, perhaps sensing his distress, came up, climbed onto his lap and purred.
And as he cried into his faithful animal's fur, he vowed revenge.
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FanfictionThanks to Frostya for the cover Prequel to Delilah Goes To Yomi. Picasso Dular (Ink Master season 7)/OFC Not much has changed in the year since Picasso was last on Ink Master. But fame brings admirers and one of the most memorable is dubbed Raven Gi...
