Sienna DiMarco
I felt his kiss on my temple and, with my eyes still glazed with sleep, saw his retreat. He left. My mind started spiraling into every single fatal scenario, but when I reached for my phone, we were now sharing locations. He had said that it was not control, but safety.
Well, this s**t works both ways. I opened the app and saw him in the building. That was weird. He was a couple of floors below… I dialed the front desk. The management office picked up, and I asked what was on the second floor. They communicated that there was a gym, a sauna, and an indoor pool. I thanked them and smiled. Of course, he has a training routine, one that he is apparently getting back to after all that has happened lately.
I wore his shirt, pulled my hair into a messy bun, and went to the k
