Brielle
I need not ask what’s wrong with me because it’s pretty obvious that I have a death wish, but why on earth would I agree to such a deal?
Why would I give him what he wants? The unhinged satisfaction of getting under my nerves and making me do what he wants me to do just because I wanted my way?
It was worth it right? I let out a shaky sigh as I stormed back to my room. I hated Zadyre. Resisting his seduction should be a piece of cake, right?
The wetness between my legs beg to differ.
I let out an inward groan. I need to get some things if I’m going to be comfortable here for a year because either ways I’m leaving in a year.
I smirked to myself. Even if I lose to Zadyre, which I won’t. I’m leaving in a year.
A smirk widened my lips. Well, better make the year a good one, as
