OCTAVIA’S POV
I never thought that my relationship with Romania would affect my relationship with Bernie.
I never knew that one day, I would have to chose between the two men.
My love life or my s****l life?
Bernie treated me like a princess but sometimes he made it known that he was the man who earns and house me, but Romania never made me feel so.
He carried my like an egg and also made me wet with his dirty obscene words.
We've been f*****g constantly.
In the sofa, in the kitchen, in me and Bernie’s room, his room, corridor, swimming pools.
Fuck! I felt so satisfied.
He would go several rounds without getting tired and we both explored different kind of s*x life.
With him around, I felt wanted, needed.
But as the saying goes; ‘Nothing is hidden under the sun.’
We were bound
