We were back in our room soon after. Aurora had already left after she succeeded in kissing Adonis.
I bet she was more than satisfied. Psycho.
Adonis’s confession still hung heavy on my heart. I never thought of him being a victim of abuse.
Eric’s blood on his coat had shocked me—Clearly, he had seen the video. I was scared about how the conversation would go, but deep down, I was glad to know he’d fight for me, even if it meant fighting his own brother.
I sat at the edge of the bed, while he undressed, preparing to shower. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him as I watched him, admiring the way his muscles flexed as he pulled off his shirt.
My throat tightened as naughty thoughts flooded my mind.
His eyes met mine, and I quickly averted my gaze.
“Estelle,” he said my name so sof
