Chapter XII

I couldn’t believe what I had seen, my brain refused to believe he was actually doing it.

But it was him, there’s no denying it. Quanah stood in the hallway with a kneeling woman sucking his cock while he grabbed another, kissing her neck.

It hadn’t been two hours since he had put me up against that same wall, and made me come calling his name. And now he was practically fucking two women in the same place.

I went into the room and ran straight to the bathroom, didn’t want Peta to see me like this, actually didn’t want anyone to see me like that. It was pathetic enough that I had let myself be carried away by desire a second time.

Now being visibly affected by him was the end of my dignity, if I had any left.

I opened the tap and filled my hands with water, throwing it in my face and trying to disappear with that confusion of feelings. I was angry, disgusted with him, hating myself. I wanted to break his face and mine.

How could I have gotten involved by a man like that? And worse, no