Passion

Greg led me to the bathroom first, saying we'll talk better after we've had dinner so I obeyed. Even though I couldn't wait to tell him what happened, it was best to eat something first. I was starving.

I finished my bath and soon, while Greg was in the shower, the meal was brought to the bedroom.

The maids who had always looked at me with disdain now seemed more polite. Greg must have been ruthless to change someone's way of thinking like that.

They left as soon as Greg came out of the bathroom and he sat down in front of me.

We started to eat in silence, I felt like I was with my father in the face of the strict aura around Greg. He seemed serious on the point that everything should be dealt with in its own time, which meant that when he decided it was dinner right now, nothing else would get done.

I have always had a boyfriend my age, and it changed me. Greg is seven years older than me and I feel like a kid in front of him. So much that it mixes up me a bit and I want