Two years after the bitter split, she found herself in front of the man she once walked away from. She didn't know if it was a good thing to work with the person who is the source of her serotonin but also the cause of her pain.
He had his hand wrapped around , giving a little pressure on his delicate fingers. He smirked into her skin when he felt the sensation of her heat as she worked on her hips. He leaned in, his tongue slowly glazing her skin from her jaw up to the corner of her eyes, following the stain of her tears. “I told you, didn’t I? It’s Daddy for you, kitten.”