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The way he sees it
*This chapter is from Viktor's POV*
I had to have her. She looked so innocent, so pure. Unstained by this awful world we are living in. She was shy and although she smiled and tried to cover her embarrassment with confidence, her cherry-red cheeks she couldn't hide.
I had to have her.
Whether it be to get closer to that innocence only to ease my demons, or for the fact the uncomfortable dress of a uniform she wore turned me on, I just had to have her.
I understood she's younger than me. Maybe more than she should and more than she would eventually accept. So it was a real surprise to me when she went on a date with me, or when she gifted her pure body to me. I also understood that I have competition. Tomas Scott.
Once again I had to face a Scott member.
The boy got all the good features from both his parents. The tall and naturally good shap
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