Natalia -
A small part of me wanted to tell him to f**k off because I was not going to sleep with him again.
"With you? Why can't I sleep in my bed?"
"Do not question me because I say so. Natalia." While sipping his wine, he said.
Was he going to have s*x with me again? I bit my lower lip. What kind of stamina does this guy have? As if reading my mind, he said.
"It's late. It's best if you go to bed. I will require your services tomorrow."
Sleep? How did he think I'd sleep? Even though I could see outside through the skylight and it was completely dark, I doubted I'd get any sleep.
He stood up and began walking towards the exit; I had no choice but to follow him, and what did he mean when he said, " He will need my services tomorrow?"
There were so many unanswered questions rushin
