Sinner
My hands shivered imagining Luciano putting that weapon on me, but pushed that thought on the edge of my mind.
“Qual è il tuo ultimo desiderio? (What’s your last wish?),” the hundredth time I wished to understand Italian through a miracle, but got none as Luciano roared at bullet train’s speed. He didn’t look less than an insane wolf, but unfortunately, that was a turn on for me, or perhaps, I was left unsatisfied in the midst of a night.
What the fuck, Jennifer
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