Leon did not remember deciding to go out, but his head hurt like hell when he finally blinked open his eyes to the bright streams of sunlight glaring through the open window at him.
“Good morning, sleepy head.” A soft, familiar voice called out.
Leon froze, looking around, realising this was not his bedroom, nor one he recognised. Then his eyes rested on her.
Not Lily.
Mia.
The reason was that his fiancée had run off and married another man. The reason his mother had argued with him yesterday in his office was the reason why his c**k suddenly hardened.
Mia was dressed in nothing but her black bra and thong, full of confidence and eyes sharp with amusement. She knew that she looked good and that Leon could barely control himself around her. That is why they ended up in the hotel room
