As the days passed, everything was improving in the most perfect way: Katherina was overjoyed by her father's recovery, as were all her friends and loved ones. The accident was gradually becoming a thing of the past, and strong Idris was in perfect condition, as if nothing had happened to him. The brunette, likewise, was also fine. She had suffered minor injuries, but everyone was still concerned about her, especially the dark-haired guy. Things between them were fantastic, and she couldn't complain or stop talking about it.She felt on cloud nine whenever Tom was around, she couldn't deny it anymore. So much so that today, she was spending the afternoon at her house, chatting with one of her best friends, Belinda. The sun was perfect, the afternoon was calm, and it was a good time to have a conversation.Belinda spoke, taking a sip of apple juice from her glass. What she was saying was the tenth time she had mentioned something like that."Katherina, my friend, this is going to cost

Whatever game the brunette wanted to start, she was calling out every part of the dark-haired man's body. The gaze from Katherina, that chestnut-haired beauty with hints of coffee and azure, made him tremble in places he didn't know could be affected like that. What the hell was Katherina playing at? He would find out, no matter what.After a moment of silence, the dark-haired man spoke:"Katherina, darling... What game are you playing, huh?" he asked in a deep and hoarse voice, getting closer to her until she backed up and found herself cornered against the nearby wall. His right arm rested against the wall beside her head. Their gazes were locked on each other, and Tom said, "I don't know, I don't know what game you're playing... But you're playing with fire, with a game that's too big, and you can get burned, Katherina..."Katherina, her lips almost touching the dark-haired man's due to their proximity, bombarded him with three consecutive questions, with the second one making his

It echoed in every beat and pant, the Bed Of Roses in a way that left one breathless. The room was ablaze at that moment, and everything was gradually intensifying. Tom, the dark-haired man, caressed the thighs of the brunette slowly, kissing them just the same, telling her how perfect she seemed to him with a husky voice. He gently and carefully stroked her entire body, relishing those kisses. Those kisses now escalated like a mountain of desire, reaching the pinnacle he desired, and he sensually bit her right ear, whispering wicked things that made the brunette tremble like an earthquake at its peak. His hands trailed down, touching her breasts while never ceasing to kiss her, never averting his gaze, nibbling her lips at that moment and enjoying the tender softness of her bosom. But everything intensified when the dark-haired man performed an act that made the brunette gasp:"For heaven's sake," moaned the brunette as she felt the dark-haired man's middle finger effortlessly playin

Everything continued to burn between a certain brunette and dark-haired man in a large room. Everything formed a storm of fire with little water that grew larger and more intense.Katherina, amidst gasps, said to the dark-haired man, "Survival odds? Zero," she gasped, giving him an intense kiss. "That's the answer," she replied, moving her lips to another place, now kissing his neck."Oh, come on, Katherina, there must be more than zero," he said, releasing a growl as he felt the brunette's kisses on his abdomen, moving up to his lips and pulling on them. "Don't make me wait any longer, darling, I can't hold on any longer.""What? I don't understand this 'not making you wait' thing," Katherina said with a flirtatious, teasing laugh, looking into his eyes."Katherina, you know what I mean. Damn... Just... Let me in, for God's sake," he exclaimed, cutting off his words, his pleas, as Katherina unexpectedly positioned herself on top of him and effortlessly took him inside her.Katherina

Upon bidding farewell to the brunette, the dark-haired individual with his sunglasses on was walking with a certain style, capturing everyone's attention as he made his way to the center of the campus, eventually reaching the entrance of the mathematics classroom, as that was the class he had at that moment. He couldn't deny that he enjoyed being, as always, the center of attention. As he walked towards the classroom, a certain fair-skinned girl with an attitude that most found unbearable was coming straight towards him—a spoiled, wealthy girl.And indeed, none other than..."Dalia," he said with a grimace of annoyance, not the dark-haired one but Laya upon seeing her approach in the same direction where the dark-haired one stood. "Have you lost something?" she asked with a certain irritation.To which Dalia, looking at her as if she were nothing, responded with her shrill and conceited tone:"Laya, it's none of your business what I've lost, sweetheart..." A sarcastic and haughty smil