SINFUL CRAVINGS: A Raw Taboo Erotica Anthology
My thoughts spin, struggling to process his twisted sense of logic.
He shakes his head slowly, gesturing inside with a lazy flick of his fingers. “Just step in. I don’t have the time in the world for your bossiness and your arrogance.”
Arrogance? Did he just call me arrogant? My mind reels, incredulous. Jesus, dear reader, let me put this into perspective—between the two of us, who the hell is really arrogant here? Him, standing there with that smug smile, or me, the one just trying to do my duty?