ZARYA ROGOV
Dusha Moya?
There was no way he called me that. He was high on something. I needed to get away.
"N-No, I don't think so." I quickly shook my head, putting my hands on his chest to maintain an appropriate distance, but he remained unmoving. In fact, he pushed even closer until he was completely pressed against me. My hands were the only barrier that prevented our chests from touching.
My breath became uneven as I hesitantly glanced up at him, only to find his eyes glazed with such an intense desire, it almost made my knees buckle.
"You don't think so?" He asked, his voice lacking his usual authority. He sounded aroused, almost like masculine seduction.
I was definitely not falling for this.
I wouldn't like to sleep with someone who doesn't value me. I know he only wante
