I waited for him on his bed.
My heart pounding in my chest.
His bed was huge.
Why would he have a king size bed when he sleeps Alone?
Unless, well. He doesn't sleep alone...
Oh my god. How many women has he slept with??
Should I silently escape?
I mentally groaned. But this was an order.
The door clicked.
I froze in my place.
Darius entered the room half n***d, only in his sweatpants, drying his hair with the towel.I could see his nicely toned abs and well maintained body.
He looked at me as he threw the towel on the chair.
I looked at him nervously.
What now???
He walked to the bed and sat right next to where I sat frozen.
"What wrong kitty?"
"... Nothing..."
"Good then let's sleep."
He placed his arm around my shoulder and pushed me back with him on the bed.
Then he
