TW: Graphic Depictions of Violence
RAVEN
Following Adriano to a darkened room, I flipped on the light switch. His closet came to life, showcasing an expansive wardrobe from casual clothing to formal wear. He had more clothing than a shopping mall!
I was honestly beyond impressed, and as I watched him maneuver around his room, I couldn't help but wonder if there was more to this man than I originally thought.
Touching the top corner of a modern white lacquered drawer, Adriano pulled out a basic black t-shirt, tossing it at me. It didn't take much for me to catch it in my fist, as I watched him turn around. “Really? After what we just did, you're going to f*****g turn around like a gentleman?"
“Would you rather I stare like a heathen?" He peeked over his shoulder, making me lose my s**
