Goldiva's POV I squealed annoyed under my breath as I cut the sausages into pieces. This was because my stomach would automatically churn whenever I remembered last night.I just couldn't get that moment off my mind. And the annoying thing is, I allowed myself to enjoy it. But how could I not kiss him back?The way he kissed me softly and romantically was utterly irresistible and I didn't even realise my lips were moving against his. Even when I did, I could hardly bring myself to stop. That kiss was addictive as fuck and even the way he held me alone..Oh God. I gritted my teeth when I reminisced how his strong hands moved down my body and pressed me close to himself. When I felt his hardness against my abdomen, I felt like fainting but since he had me in place, I didn't. I felt like he was communicating with me through that kiss but a memory of him saying stuff to me snapped me back to reality. I thought about how he would try and get intimate with me and then treat me badly afterw