It was past four in the morning when Nicole finally arrived at her Aunt Norma's house. She moved cautiously, almost as if she were a thief, careful not to get caught. Tiredly, she opened the door to the dark storage room where she slept. Her eyes strained to adjust to the dimness, the only light coming from an old streetlamp a short distance away. The pain in her muscles added to her difficulty moving, as if she had been beaten repeatedly.
Nicole couldn’t help but smile a little, thinking about the kind of "beating" she had received from her handsome and strong boss last night. They had practically spent the entire night together, entwined in each other's arms, indulging in passion. The thought made her face flush with embarrassment, and she quickly pushed away the memory of leaving Alexa
