From torment to arousal, then crashing straight back into disappointment. What the hell am I doing with my life?
I spotted a pair of sweatpants I’d left on the armchair and pulled them on without a second thought.
I could hear her sniffling behind me and her cloyingly sweet scent was starting to make me dizzy.
Alphas and their taste for drama.
When I faced her again, she was trembling, standing in the middle of the room with her head down.
I sat in the leather chair beside the heater.
“Lift your head and look at me when I’m talking to you,” I ordered, and she obeyed… she always obeys, no matter what.
“Let this be the first and last time you sneak into my room without my permission,” I warned.
“We f****d a few times, no strings attached. I didn’t lie to you, and I never promised you
