Dmitriy
After Katerina gave me assurances that she wouldn’t let Svetlana change things between us, I followed her into the bedroom, where Svetlana was sprawled out on the bed wearing nothing but her birthday suit.
I tried my hardest not to even look at her, but I had this thing about looking at people when they were talking to me. As soon as she spoke my name, my eyes snapped to the bed where they lingered on my ex, who looked sexy as ever.
Svetlana flashed a seductive smile my way and murmured, “Come here, Dima. You know you want to f**k me again.”
Instantly, I scoffed at Svetlana and nonchalantly informed her, “Sorry to disappoint you, Svetlana, but Katerina is the only woman I want to f**k. You need to get up and put your damn clothes on. We have somewhere to be,
