L'Italia viene a Jozi
For me, for Leonardo, and for Salvatore.
It's all a game and if anyone gets attached, it's surely going to hurt.
"I guess you've won," I told him, making sure to mask any kind of emotion in my voice.
"This is so messy," he just replied dryly as he ran a finger along my inner thigh, "but we should be honest with ourselves," he paused, "who really won? The one you decided to give your body to or the one you wish you had given your body to?"
I bit the inside of my cheek, "I don't know what you're talking about."
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