Chapter 47

Andrea could feel something was wrong from Rio’s touch, it was gentle yet harsh, desperate yet calm. She couldn’t wrap her head around his sudden change of demeanour and at one point, he looked mad…spiteful, thrusting into her until pain was mixed with the pleasure. Was he still mad? She couldn’t help but wonder and when she woke up to him sleeping right next to her, she could stare. Andrea knew it was now Oliver that was right next to her, Rio was probably asleep again, but she couldn’t help herself as she leaned in and plant on his lips a soft kiss before getting off from bed.

And while the heavy downpour from the shower washed down the scent of their union and the mixed sweats from her body. She could only think of his actions the previous night. How every action of his was inexplicable. His hot touch that was full of longing and desperation, begging for he so desperately. ‘I don’t understand’ Andrea mumbled under the water of the hot shower.

After several minutes of rubbing her sk