Artemisia pov
I loved Enrique so much, I didn't want him to get the impression am just here for his money, I would never use for material gain.
I was in just my nightdress, looking through the window, the moon shone so bright the fireflies dancing in the night.
Soft kisses on my neck brought me back to the room. As his hands held my waist.
”what are you thinking baby"he asked.
" a fantasy "I joked. He laughed.
" tell me about it"He said.
I was just joking, though I did have a fantasy. I once found his boxer drawer when he was just my boss, I took one and sniffed fantasizing him as my husband, f*****g me in a car, his office, in the pool, and worst of all on the dining table my favorite fantasy, I honestly cant tell him that, it sounds ridiculous.
He turned m
