25

Camila

My heart leaps from my chest as I walk directly to the wall with wobbly legs. My body is still vibrating to the last intense kiss we did moments ago.

I just follow what he asked me to do, not knowing what he has in mind. I made the longest shower in history to erase the traces of that bastard’s touch on my skin. I feel disgusted with myself, and loathe him at the same time.

Pyke moves close to me in a slow and sensuous saunter with pure male and dominance. ”Babe, are you sure about this?”

“What are we gonna do here?” I almost whisper. My voice trembles at the anticipation of he might press me against this glass wall and kiss me again.

“Just trust me, Babe,” he answers with a tense jaw, eyes pin on me like a hawk, but with a glint of excitement and lust.

My eyes widen. Is he—?

“Don’t go in there. I’m not gonna hang you upside do