Lorenzo's POV
I was furious when I came in but my anger disappeared and I watched her struggle in my grasp.
“Where are you taking me?"
“Shut up and go upstairs, Clarissa."
She immediately became quiet and followed me like an obedient little lamb. I could feel her heavy breathing and when I sniffed the air, I could smell her arousal.
She was wet already? She was such a slut.
I felt my trousers and let out a sigh. I was so hard that it hurt.
I had followed Clarissa as she left our home. When she told Erica about her boyfriend, I was filled with so much anger and jealousy.
I had to leave the house. I couldn't let Erica see me that way or it would ruin everything.
I was at a bar that was close to our house and waited patiently, sitting at the window and ordering drink after drink
