14. Fumbled

Saint Giordano

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Something was very wrong with me.

I didn’t know what exactly possessed me to open my phone, tap on my camera icon, and take pictures of Adriana on my phone, thinking that I would delete them after sending them to her.

I couldn’t be any more wrong.

Just as I had told her, the pictures were beautiful. They weren’t just beautiful, they were hot, enticing, seductive, everything that would make a grown man sin.

I’d repeatedly told myself that I wasn’t going to have anything to do with her because she was still an immature child but I couldn’t stop myself from scrolling through her pictures on my phone. It irritated me that she was posting those pictures online and when I’d logged into my anonymous account and saw the comments hungry boys left under it, I was agitated.

Adriana just didn’t know the power she held over me.

The first time I saw her was a party where her family and mine had been invited to. I wouldn’t call it an obsession but I was intrigued at first sight. H