Roman Sloane

Roman Sloane.

The goddam asshole just punched me in the face...And I...

Do nothing.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"I saw the way you stared at her ass."

"The last time I checked, it was not a sin."

"Yes, that is how it starts."

  If only he knew.

"What are you doing here, Sloane? The last time I checked, this is my house."

"I am here to take Tasnim out for dinner."

I look over to where she is standing and hiding around the corner. I can see her pleading eyes, and it breaks my heart.

There is nothing I can do.

"She actually just ate, Roman."

"Well, she will eat again once she has changed out of that goddamn trashy clothes."

I step two steps closer to where the fucking asshole and his filthy mouth are standing. Today I am punching Roman Sloane.

"There is nothing wrong with Tasnim's clothes."

"Yes to someone like you."

"Please define what 'someone like me' means?"