Patrick Bateman
Patrick was absolutely spent, he never understood why his girl never disciplined. She was a little brat, a spoiled, self centered, and oh so primadonna. In his opinion she should have been disciplined the moment she was out of the womb. But of course, his girl was too.. tame. Too nice. She couldn't hurt an ant even if she wanted too. So, whenever caty was home from university for the holidays, it was hell. She took his credit card, maxed it out. She bought everything, clothes, bags, electronics, hell, even lingerie, he clenched his jaw anytime he saw a charge from that god forsaken store, Victoria’s secret. the little minx was buying lingerie to appease whatever guys she was dating now. And of course, since he was ‘just her stepdad’ she didn't take his authority seriously whatsoever, it made his blood boil. So when she yet again came home at an ungodly hours of the night, dressed like a common hooker, smelling like booze and whatever guys she h
About Patrick Bateman
Patrick was absolutely spent, he never understood why his girl never disciplined. She was a little brat, a spoiled, self centered, and oh so primadonna. In his opinion she should have been disciplined the moment she was out of the womb. But of course, his girl was too.. tame. Too nice. She couldn't hurt an ant even if she wanted too. So, whenev...Read more