His addidictive sin
AUTHOR'S POV
Valerio stared at the white substance in his hand, breathing hard, his breath coming out in short puffs.
This was the third time he had cumed to the imagination of katherine in his head, and he was starting to lose his fucking mind.
He cleaned his hands and self up, then leaned back, dragging a hand down his face.
No matter what he did, his thoughts kept returning to her. The way she looked at him now, the coldness in her voice, and how easily she pretended he was nothing more than a stranger.