Dario's POV
The ride home was silent as usual. Just me seated at the back, and Luis behind the wheel with eyes fixed on the road while stealing occasional glances at me.
I didn't bother.
He had always kept close tabs on me.
I leaned my head backward, on the couch, trying to shake off lingering fragments of her, but I couldn't.
The s*x we had was unplanned yet unrestrained.
The way she trembled while she wrapped her body, soft and tender, against mine, and the desperation in her moans as she called my name, almost in whispers while she let me have her like it was nothing.
Her anger turned to pleasure the moment I pressed my lips on hers, and her nails dug into my skin, not in pain, but in possession. She let out soft gasps when I gripped her waist tightly and closer t
