He wants to see me. I don’t know why. Has something happened? I gulp at the thought.
Walking through the luxurious home, I pay no attention to the riches because this wealth is merely a reminder of everything I need but will never have unless I do something so deplorable, I’ll question my morals forever.
I’m already halfway there, however.
I’m sore, thanks to Punky giving me the best orgasm of my life before throwing me out like some common w***e. I clench my fists just thinking about that son of a b***h. How dare he.
This shouldn’t be personal, but it suddenly feels like it is. I’m in way over my head.
Puck Kelly has gotten under my skin. I should have been more careful, but I never expected to feel…this connection to him. But after last night, that connection has been severed becaus
