Anjola
The moment he stopped, The moment sanity returned, I instantly regretted it. It wasn't like they made it feel in romance novels, At least that's not how it felt anymore. I edged away from him and raced to the bathroom securely locking myself in. I took a good look at myself in the mirror and despised the image the looking glass reflected. I weakened my walls and allowed Diablo in. I enjoyed why he did. No! Even if I had to scream it into my disobedient head a million times, I would never forget I hated Diablo. He was a man who bullied me half my high school year and the same man who separated me from my father. I couldn't just go enjoying forbidden passions with him. Some things should never be forgiven. I washed my face, opened the closet containing my toiletries and grabbed the c
