Third Person pov:
The ride to the party was silent as Zane battles with his thoughts about what had happened. Having s*x with Kiara twice in one day is crazy, and yet his body still craves her. As the car speeds down the highway, his eyes continuously divert to her, and all he wants to do is pull her close, but he can’t.
“Can you stop staring, even just for one moment?” she asks as the car comes to a halt. He scoffs, opening his door before the chauffeur can do it.
“Do not flatter yourself.”
They both get out of the car, and Zane strides toward the front door of the gigantic house. He opens it and meets the eyes of a lady in a short, tight dress who throws her arms around him. Her eyes meet Kiara’s, who stands behind.
Kiara’s face burns with envy for a reason she can’t understand.
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