Loïc“Fate is a f*****g lie, and destiny is its b***h-a*s cousin.”
—Loïc Berkeley
The conversation moves away from our s*x lives, and for that, I am thankful. I barely know London, yet I have the incredible urge to pummel the face of every man she’s ever been with. A rabid beast has awoken in me, and I just want to hurt anyone who has ever touched her. I’ve never been possessive over a woman.
Why now? Why her?
I’m not sure of the exact answer. One thing’s for sure. London is different. From the first time I saw her face and heard her voice, I’ve felt something real for her. Maybe it’s an extreme version of l**t. If I’m honest, it freaks me the hell out.
I’m in uncharted waters, and I want out. I don’t do well without control, and where this girl is concerned, I have very little. But I
