13

Snap!

"What was that?" Chanel asks, turning around to look at her window.

"Uncuff me now!"

She quickly scrambles to find the keys and uncuffs him, he jumps out of bed and wraps a towel around his waist and looks out the window and sees a man running down the street.

"Dammit!" Vincent cusses.

"What? What's wrong?" she asks worriedly.

Vincent rubs his face, "Someone was spying on us."

Chanel's eyes widen, "What?"

"Don't worry, I'll find out who," he promises.

She nods nervously, "Okay."

"Amore," he says stepping closer to her, "Let's finish what we started."

Chanel felt hot, she looks up at him and gulps, he was surprisingly bigger than her, his muscles were huge, and he smelt divine. This was the very last thing that she wanted to happen, them having sex. She well enough that things will only get messy from here on out, but hell, she needs to get laid.

He leans do