AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI.
“Who’s that girl, Axel?”
I let out a deep sigh, my fingers unbuttoning my sleeves. Nelly was driving me insane with her persistent questions about Olivia.
“Someone.”
I said dryly, unsure of the right words to describe her.
I heard her light footsteps approach, and saw her standing right in front of me, preventing me from taking any further steps to lay on the bed.
I was exhausted from all the pleasure Olivia’s mouth had brought me, and I needed to lay my head to rest a little.
But Nelly had other plans.
“Someone?” She arched her brows, and I noticed her eyes narrowed at me, and then a scoff followed, “That doesn’t answer my question.”
“You’ve been on this issue since you saw her,” my voice sounded irritated and annoyed, and my countenance proved it as I ran
