VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV;
“You find it hard to believe a part of me like last night, right?” She said, her voice sounds amused. I mean, no one in their right mind would actually like being handled that extremely. So either she's Harley Quinn or she's somehow as twisted as I am.
“No, I don't believe that Little mouse.” I replied to her, which made her pout in a cute manner.
“Alright then, but at least you came back and gave me an aftercare, that should.count for something.” She voiced out not looking elsewhere.
I really wasn't concerned if she noticed last night or Not. The moment I slammed the door after I'd used her till she got tired, I came down for a drink to calm myself. That's when I realized what a jerk I was and had to go back in there and treat her like a princess.
I grabbed
