He looked at me with deep eyes and suddenly chuckled, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep even more after seeing it."
"Is that not okay?" Maybe my eyes were too sincere because he actually held his phone steady, aiming it at his waist and abdomen. With both hands raised, he took off his short-sleeved shirt. When the perfect eight-pack abs appeared in front of me, I clearly felt my heartbeat skip a beat.
"Dana, where else do you want to see? I can satisfy you." Theodore's voice was full of temptation.
Later that night, my dreams were filled with images of Theodore's waist moving on me. I woke up the next day covered in sweat. I felt like I had been drained of all my energy by a demon. But this guy still texted me early in the morning, asking if I slept well last night.
I was so angry
