[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW]
As soon as I woke up, the first thing I noticed about my body was the pain in every joint and the stiffness between my legs. My face became flushed as memories of the previous nights flooded my brain.
Enzo emerged from the walk-in closet perfectly attired in one of those black suits that made him look like one of those models, I turned my head as I heard footsteps. As his eyes locked with mine, I struggled not to flush, and when I looked away to look down, I found myself fixating on the veins on his hands.
Damn! He had the appearance of sin, and I had already engaged in that sin many times, including just yesterday.
I grunted in discomfort while sitting up in bed with my feet on the door. After scurrying around and putting my clothes on in front of
