Chapter 24

MARK

THE SLAP STUNG.

Not as much as my withheld orgasm. I didn't even say anything wrong. We were both adults who could make choices for ourselves, and we found each other enticing.

Was that a bad thing? Of course not!

Then, before I could make out anything tangible from her reaction, she bolted for the door, leaving me stranded with my fucking hard-on, and leaving me so confused that it took some minutes to process my thoughts.

I was still hard though. As much as I tried, the erect boy refused to come down. There was something about Giulia playing hard to get. Just like the first time we met at that store when she was so annoying as fuck.

And she ended up in my bed a week after that.

I sighed and walked out of the room, heading downstairs.

The table was set and Tara was already seated.

"I was just asking about you," she smiled the moment I walked in. I was disgusted. And I didn't know why.

Maybe I should just bundle Tara upstairs and relieve myself. It was instant regret. I shouldn't