I’m Someone Else

“Oh, Felice. Chicks love bad boys. You don’t expect me to be like that boyfriend of yours, who hasn’t taken you to bed despite being in a relationship with you all these years, do you?”

“Why are you bringing him up now, Walt?!”

Thomas Clifford was standing outside the room looking like he had seen a ghost as he listened to the sounds that filtered out. He knew that woman’s voice very well. It belonged to Felice Lott, his girlfriend!

It felt as if a stick of dynamite had exploded inside Thomas’ head. His ears were ringing.

He had been in an eight-year relationship with Felice. All this while, he had been serving in the army, and every month, he would set aside just a little bit of allowance for himself and send the rest of his paycheck to Felice, including his bonuses for every successful mission. He was an orphan, but she had a family to support. Her parents were getting older, and she had a younger brother who was still in school.

In other words, for the past eight years, he, Thomas Clifford, was the one who funded her entire family!

Even though he earned all that money by risking his life on a multitude of dangerous missions, he never complained about using it to support Felice’s family.

In his heart, he considered Felice’s family his own as well!

And yet, what are you doing now? Cheating on me?

How can you do this to me?

Thomas couldn’t take it anymore. He kicked the door down and marched into the room.

The sound of the door banging open gave the couple in bed a fright.

Felice didn’t have time to put her clothes back on. She scrambled to use the covers to hide her naked body.

she saw that

be at…

supposed to come back? Weren’t you the one who said you were waiting for me every single time we talked on the

the one who called him up each month asking for money,

a slap in the face

be! So, Thomas Clifford is back, huh?!

who was engaging in horizontal activities with Felice, smirked as

me in bed? What can

serve in the army? Who asked you to not take this pretty

if you’re not going to touch her, then I’ll do it on your behalf! Not only did I bed her, but I also took great pleasure in

in bed. Nothing would make him happier than

was. Walt Fisher was a well-known local hooligan. They got into fights fairly frequently before Thomas joined the army. Walt was a stereotypical thug, and Thomas remembered that Walt had even given Felice’s father such

since you’ve seen it now, Thomas, I won’t bother hiding it from you!” Felice declared. “Actually, I’ve been seeing Walt for quite some time now,

count the number of times they’d held hands in the past eight years, let alone anything else. She was

Thomas and said, “Since you’re back, there’s no

my. What are you saying, Walt?!”

eyes almost seemed to

but I might still be keen on having some fun with her in the future. Look at those bosoms of hers, and those legs!

Huff!

then, but his reason was holding him back. His identity was a little complicated right now. He couldn’t get involved in any sort of trouble. It was best

there, Walt’s expression darkened. “What is it? You’re not

shall be charitable just this once and let you have your fun first. I’ll wait for you outside. Good enough? As for

to do it

telling me not to do