Rosalia
I can't believe what I'm witnessing.
I hadn't intended to eavesdrop—or spy, or whatever you'd call this. But there he was, Angelo in his office, his hand around his c**k—
I've never witnessed anything like it, and I can't look away.
Initially, I was heading back to my room. But I had to pass by Angelo's new office to do so, and when I did—
The noises were unusual. Like the proverbial cat, my curiosity got the better of me, and I tiptoed up to the slightly cracked door—a fact he definitely couldn't have known about, given what I saw when I peeked inside. I almost fled the moment I realized what I was seeing, until I noticed he was too absorbed in himself to notice me standing there, wide-eyed, heart pounding in my chest. I should have left—but I couldn't resist staying to watch
