Here's the second drabble. Thanks to everybody who took his/her time to read and review. I appreciate it!
She was married. A bureaucrat, as he said.
Inhuman, a pain in the ass, because she was the one who had to clean up the mess, he and his team produced.
He couldn't stand her sight.
He emphasized her name with such disgust that it scared her.
He had undressed her with hate in his eyes, telling himself he didn't want her .
Now he couldn't get enough and she couldn't escape.
Far from being proud of herself for giving herself to him like this, her nails dug into his skin, sharing some of the pain she felt inside.