Kylie's POV
I hummed softly in my beauty rest, the soft aroma of freshly baked cookies filling my nostrils as I snuggled closely into the duvet with a pout. I felt sore and wrung out from last night. The incident of how Gregory ate me raw and other dirty things flooded my mind.
I bit my lips with still-closed eyes, he was so rough.
I never imagined such an old man with young features would still have the stamina and strength to make a woman go crazy.
"Angel, wakey-wake." I recognized the voice immediately, and I clamped my eyes tighter, pretending to be deep asleep.
"Angel,"
"Angel, can you hear me?"
Angel? No doubt that I loved how he kept calling me gorgeous names. He surely knew how to make a woman fall on her knees.
When I didn't respond, I felt him hovered above me and kissed
