EVELYN
Three days later and I haven't recovered from what Ian did to me. I just be randomly doing anything and I suddenly start having x-rated memories of him f*****g me in front of a mirror.
The day after our f*****g spree, I could not walk properly. My thighs were weak so I chose to stay inside my room for the most of the day. I would not want the house keepers giving me weird eyes or asking what's wrong with my legs.
The man who almost made me crippled wasn't affected one bit. He looked perfectly normal with his usual sly smile on his face.
"Babe, how are you legs now? You have been staggering for two days now. Did I f**k you that bad?" Though his expression looked serious, I could hear amusement in his voice.
Already dressed for work, he was in my room, sitting on my bed.
"Get
