Author’s POV
Freya moved cautiously with her eyes darting back and forth as she neared the house. She didn’t have the expected news Callum would hope for. But then she has other things on her sleeve planned out with the hope to get him engrossed with her. Making her way through the secret door. She hurriedly shut it and went to his room. Like she feared someone might be behind her.
Callum stretched out from the bed, rubbing his face at the sound of the door opening. He managed to sit up at the sight of Freya.
“Freya, what are you doing here?” He asked in a coarsed tone. “It is barely morning.”
She wiggled out of the dress she had on quickly leaving her naked. Within a second she was straddling the older man on the bed.
“I know.” She let out in a shaky tone, kissing him hungrily.
