There's another man in her life

"Arggh!"
Ethan groaned as he placed a hand on his head and his eyes crawled all over the luxury suite that he had spent the night.
She was gone.
And the only trace of her that was left was the subtle scent of her perfume all over the bed from the pillow to the sheets.
But that was not all, on his body were scratches and bite marks he groaned again, he knew from the look of her eyes that she was a wild one.
He didn't know that almost a literal beast.
From the moment she agreed after their brief *transaction*, she already had her hands on his clothed crotch like it was a orange that she was forcing the juice out.
Normally he was suppose to get hard immediately especially since she we so pretty.But at that point he felt like she was ripping out his manhood.
That was only the start of it all, Ethan Moore didn't know what was awaiting him for the rest of the night.
With her super long fixed nails she ripped his shirt and and then he didn't know what was really waiting for him at all, he squeezed her breasts which got him hard for the moment.
She took it tearing off his pants and then she began to ride him squeezing him like a iron grip.Just when he thought that he was wasted.
When he had actually woken up and he hadn't seen her anywhere he had sighed with relief, he was a bit surprised that she hadn't taken the money that she had wanted before.
He just shrugged and started washing up and the shower did little to ease up the ache of his body, when he had been with Agnes, it had been nothing like this.
What they had had been beautiful and passionate an-
He placed his hands on the tilzed walls, what was he doing?
Why was he just doing?
"Am I going crazy?"He asked himself as he toweled himself and felt the soap suds that were still on him.
"I had spent a night-a long one- with an incredibly hot-and slightly insane woman-if I can't focus on that blonde
or Emm redhead?"
He buried his head in his towel letting out a grunt and then in a few moments he was in front of the TV trying to get his mind of his ex-wife.
Why couldn't she just get out of his thoughts?
Just then he got a call from his best friend and then he heard his ringtone he answered it.
"Hey, what's up Clint?"He said hoping that he wasn't going to be bombarded with another unwanted lecture.
"I'm guessing by the way you are so calm thqt you haven't seen the news yet…"
"What news?"
He asked and then he heard a groan over the line.
"You're hopeless, just turn on a Tv and look at the news!"
"My Tv is already on,"He muttered wondering what could be so pressing as he flipped through the channels.He soon got his answer and his phone fell to the ground with Clint asking him if he had seen it.
He had.
And the news stunned him so much that he the thought that he might even throw up on the spot
..this had to be ..to be some kind of sick joke right?
But despite his denial his eyes couldn't shake off what they were seeing onscreen.
There was his ex wife , Agnes and she was glowing with this radiant beauty that he had not even seen when they were together.
She was spotted in exclusive clubs, five star hotels and attending some events that only people that walked with the creme de la creme of society could manage.
But her being in those places was not what stunned him so much that he could not even speak the most tantelising part of the story was the one that the brunette reporter was talking about now.
"We were all feeling sorry for our modern day Cinderella when there was actually nothing to worry about she was kicked out of one palace and not long after caught the eyes of another prince….,"
At this point Ethan was barely even able to stand by himself and gave his trembling legs some rest as the reporter kept blabbing
In every one of those photos, Agnes had been seen with some guy that seem somewhat familiar to Ethan but he couldn't just pin a name on hi-
"Charlie, he's one of the richest men in the country and when we are talking of net worth he comes after Ethan…well, second best is better than nothing right?"
Ethan felt his blood boiling and it remained that way till he came to Clint's house.
"That traitor!" He suddenly exploded after stomping in and crashing into the seat with silence without saying anything.
"Don't tell me that you are talking about…"
"Agnes!" He fumed"...of course I'm talking about her she betrayed me, didn't I tell you all women are the same?"
For a good long generous moment , Clint looked at his friend as one would cast their eyes upon a mental patient in a straitjacket claiming sanity.
"Ethan, are you being serious right now?"
He fumed.
"How can you talk…about loyalty when you were the one who threw her into the streets?"
Ethan looked at the floor for a moment unable to find his voice.
"What right do you have to make her pine after you for the rest of her life? personally I'm glad she moved on with it!" He said settling down.
"But she must have obviously been sleeping with this Charlie guy, how else could she be married to me one day divorced and then with someone else the next?"
Clint knew that if he had to hear another word from his stupid best friends mouth he would keep punching him till all his teeth came out.
"Ethan," He said calmly"Isn't it clear enough you had something precious and you threw her away and something tells me that this is the beginning of your fall,"