Self Restraint 0 [R-18]

BAM! Inspector Mavis slammed the table in his apartment hard, making the woman kneeling before him shudder in shock.

"FUCK! They're all treating me like an idiot!" With a swing of his arm, Mavis scattered the objects on the table onto the wooden floor.

Clatter Clatter- Pens and folders fell all around him as he grunted in frustration. "That bitch Matilda. Who the hell does she think she is? If it weren't for her status as an Owner I would have had her on her knees begging for MY forgiveness" Mavis spat, his tone laced with poison.

"Is it so hard to run things in the Underworld? Why do I- have to wipe everyone's arse and pick up after everyone's mess?" He continued to rant, admiring his face in a mirror not so far away from the table. "That bloody bitch Matilda.."

"Ugh. Just thinking about her fat face makes me want to hurl" Mavis slammed the table with his fist again, eliciting a small yelp below the table..