ROSALINE
I was now in his bed, dressed in panties and a black shirt that belonged to him. I had taken a bath after that f*****g which had almost crippled me.
Russo walked into the room, shutting the door behind him and for a second, I wondered how we had gotten to this point so quickly. How in the world did I become this girl f*****g her uncle? How in the world did I lose all those shyness and unwillingness to be open to others?
"What are you thinking about? You have a blush on your cheeks" there was a deep chuckle from Russo.
"No... Nothing" I looked away from him.
"Nothing? What naughty thoughts are going on in that pretty head of yours? Tell me" he demanded, a smirk on his face as he sat on the bed, beside me.
"There's none" I mumbled.
"There is..." He leaned in close.
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