ELENA DUVAL
I had thought nothing could ruin my good mood today, but I was wrong. Dimitri did again. Just as he'd ruin the past week with just the memory of that night he'd left me in our bedroom.
That night he didn't come home until midnight the next day. He had no doubt gone on a trip. I wondered just how important it was or if he simply used it as an excuse to leave.
Maybe after licking me up, he realized I didn't taste as good as he imagined.
Fuck, I hated him. And I hated this new part of me that felt insecure. I'd never felt this way before, much less for a man that no doubt probably f****d some random woman that night to find his release instead of his wife.
And because of Dimitri Castello, I wasn't as happy as I should be considering how things were turning up.
The day just
