Sophia
A strange letter.
“And about last night…” He said, and I suddenly froze. My eyes remained glued to his chest, avoiding his gaze.
So he remembered last night?
I felt like he was waiting for me to say something, but I had nothing to say.
Was that the reason he came here?
“Don't start what you can't finish; try me again, and I promise to take you.” He said I couldn't help but scoff.
“Do you think I'm scared of sleeping with you, Ricci?” I asked immediately.
I was. But he had hurt my pride, and I couldn't stand it.
He didn't reply to me immediately, and I finally looked up to meet his gaze. My throat became dry at what I saw.
Desire. Pure lust and hunger were evident, casting some kind of predatory darkness in his eyes.
“Well, that's good to know.” He said and walked out.
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