Solana's POV
I refused to look at Marcel's face, refusing to think, refusing to do anything that would remind me of what I had just done. But a part of me was still afraid of what I would see in him. Satisfaction maybe? A smug smirk that showed that he had succeeded in getting what he wanted from me was also possible. He probably thought I was cheap, as I let him hit so soon, despite my initial defiance.
But f**k that. I got to f**k him as well. It's just s*x. No big deal.
Slowly, I turned. I could swear that my heart literally bursted out of my chest when I saw him looking at me— no, staring, gawking. He was so focused that I felt my face heat.
No, no, no. This was not the plan. I was supposed to get out of here and teach him a lesson.
But the way he was staring at me was making my h
