Jealous Mario

Zoe went to Mario’s house the next day with rage. She had made herself clear about leaving Henry to her. Why he kept meddling, she could not tell.

She went into his room without knocking, and saw a half naked girl on his bed. The sheets was the only thing covering her nude body.

"Welcome," the girl looked at Zoe from toe to head. "Mario did not say anything about a third person joining us."

"Where is he?"

"He stepped out for a bit."

Zoe groaned in frustration. He was having fun with girls while also making things hard for her. The door to Mario’s room opened and he walked in wearing a black robe. He took one last puff of his cigar and put out the flame on a steel plate, furrowing his eyebrows at Zoe.

"What are you doing here? I did not ask you to come over."

"I needed to discuss with you," she glanced at his visitor on the bed. "In private."

"Excuse us," Mario told the girl as she got up from the bed, shrugged on a dress and walked out. "You can speak now."

"I thought we agreed