Dev's POV
I am sitting by the big arch window with tainted glass decor, a wine glass twirling in my left hand while my eyes are feasting over the moonlight poured on the well-kept garden of my villa.
I hear a tiny whimper coming from my bed making me aware of the movements of the girl uncle got me.
She has dozed off completely and the workout we performed must have made her lose the remaining strength in her body, half of which she used in crying and rejecting my advances. I believe she doesn't have the part that is supposed to be in everyone's skull. Like think practically for once, how can such a tiny girl such as herself be equal to my giant stature ?!
And just thinking about the amount of stress I have to deal with in the coming week, of course, I had to release it in some of th
