Last night was… hell. f*****g horrible.
Sleeping naked next to that beast? Yeah, not exactly a relaxing experience. I tossed, turned, groaned into the pillow restless as f**k. And why? Because my c**t was still tingling from the brutal fingering that sadistic bastard gave me. And to top it off? His scent…that intoxicating, unfairly good scent was messing with my already broken brain. The heat coming off his body? Pure torture. I wanted him to turn around, grab me, do something. That’s when I knew I was officially losing my damn mind.
How the hell can I crave the touch of the man who f*****g hates me? The same man who killed Ren brutally… who killed Cole.
There had to be some dark force at work here. Something wasn’t normal. Dante and his people… yeah, I was starting to think they weren’
