Jealousy

The entire night, Alana kept tossing and turning. This wasn't the first time she was sharing a bed with Ricardo. But the fact that she wanted nothing to do with him made her feel disgusted. As soon as morning approached, she was already up. Unfortunately, she found herself wrapped in Ricardo's arms. The blanket was big enough for two people, but she noticed it was thrown off.

“Oh no,” she muttered, regaining her wits and attempting to flee. Ricardo didn't dare stir or let her go, his breathing was steady, which indicated he was fast asleep.

“Mm,” the man groaned in his sleep, and to Alana's shock, he shifted around and ended up trapping her beneath him.

“Oh no…move,” she mumbled through clenched teeth when the man's face connected with her neck. His hot breath fanning her ear made her feel uncomfortable.

“R-Ricardo, wake up,” she struggled to push him off her, nothing seemed to be working because the man was comfortably snuggling to her.

“This isn't helping,” Alana could only lie the