“SO, we don’t have a label? So, you just have s*x with me for no reason?” Becca inquired straightly.
Apollo arched his brow as he rested his arms on the sofa. He bit his lower lip and nodded.
Becca scoffed. “Fine. Suppose that’s what you want. So, if I hooked up with another guy, it’s also fine, right?”
Apollo’s playful smile suddenly faded. “Don’t you dare,” he warned.
Becca arched her brow, and a grin crept into her lips. “Who are you? What do we have? We do not commit. I can hook up with any man I want—”
“Is that your choice?” Apollo interrupted as he stood up.
Becca looked up to meet his eyes. “Yes.”
Apollo smirked. “Then go on. Don’t blame me if I will cut the throats of those men—”
“What?”
“Try me, Rebecca,” Apollo uttered as he pierced his eyes into hers.
Becca formed a sl
