Angry redhead Stories

The Wolf ‘Saturday, 11:00 PM. The Bench.’ There was no way I could make it. It was ridiculous to even consider it. I stared at the thumb drive in my palm knowing full well I could never go. After all, it was my fifth anniversary. I already had plans with my fiancée. There’s no way I could sneak away to cheat on Red. It was wrong on every level. That’s exactly what I was telling myself as I double-checked my headphones and...