Urso's POV
She's going to be the end of me.
She acts so tough around me, full of attitude, behaving as if I can't even touch her while she's working.
You'd never guess she spent half the night coming apart on my tongue.
She left me trying to sleep with an aching erection, then had me dreaming about her riding my c**k all night long.
Women are a damn curse.
Once again, she pulled the Cinderella routine and disappeared, leaving me standing there like an i***t.
"You know she's nothing like the women you fool around with in the favela, right?" my mother said the moment I walked into the kitchen.
"I know, Mom."
I smiled as I watched Sophia make a complete mess of her lunch. I ruffled her hair, and she shot me the cutest little look.
"I like her," Mom said. "She stands up to you. And I
