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THE DARK INJURIES

I was beyond bored. Yesterday flew by too quickly, and I hadn't seen Matteo, was I missing him?

By then, I was sure we didn't have sex but we did something, a whole lot of things. Things that I wasn't proud of. I knew if I had fucked Matteo I would be sore and I would have loved to remember everything.

Matteo didn't seem like the type to fuck a drunk girl. But I could remember blur images of what happened, and I wasn't sure if I could face Matteo. I had thrown myself at him.

But in a way it hurts me how he felt that he could just leave me alone like a puppet. On the one hand, this life was as comfortable as it got, but weighing it with my personality, I wasn’t the kind of person who just wanted to sit around doing nothing.

I wasn’t a trophy wife. Especially since Matteo wasn’t even my man. "That's a lie…" my subconscious told me, he wasn't my man but I begged him to fuck me yesterday. I was a bad liar.

Viktor and I had breakfast as usual. His cell phone rang, and the man excused hims
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