Leander
After fuckin.g Sara in the shower twice, it’s safe to say that I’m late. My father won’t be pleased that it took me almost an hour; when I said ten minutes, but tough shi.t.
He calls for me to enter when I knock on the door. My eyes narrow when I walk in and close the door behind me.
What the hell is Yanlin doing here?
“What’s going on?”
Dad raises his eyebrow at me. “First off, where the fuc.k have you been? Actually, don’t answer that; I can smell it all over you.”
I roll my eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me you fucke.d up this bad?”
“Excuse me?” I don’t understand.
“Yanlin here has been waiting to see you. There’s something she has to tell you,”
“Okay?”
Yanlin is a beautiful woman whom I dated for a few weeks many months ago. However, what Yanlin possesses in beauty, she
