It was almost evening when Meesha Kyle opened her eyes. She looked around the bedroom. It was a mess. The things were scattered everywhere. His laptop, watch, mobile phone… his precious things were scattered on the ground and some of them were broken.
Meesha Kyle recalled how fierce and filled with desire he was. She turned her head and looked at the most handsome man. His eyes were closed and there was a slight smile on his lips. Meesha Kyle was lost in his smile. He was sleeping on his stomach. Meesha Kyle’s eyes sipped and she saw the bruises on his back. She raised her finger and touched his back gently. The former bruises were still there with black marks and the new bruises were red and terrible. She bit her lips. She made his back terrible and ugly. His wide back was eye-catching.
