~Nadia
I walked down the hallway.
Went further and further until I was just in front of his room.
His door was half open like he was there a moment ago.
Maybe he went inside, maybe he came out.
I didn't know.
Didn't even care.
I just wanted to see him. I wanted to see the man who's been ruining me without claim, from a distance.
I wanted him to see the filth he made of me.
I pushed the door open.
It creaked silently.
And that creak? It made my heart flinch.
My breath hung somewhere around my throat.
The room was silent, the scent thick of him.
I gasped, p***y clenching between my swollen thighs.
Everywhere smelled like him.
From the cottons to the sheets to even the floor. It felt like the air conditioner itself was pouring his scent into the whole room.
I inhal
