Khalifa's POV
I let my ears lead me forward and even faster than my legs.
Stubborn ears that might just lead me to experience what I don't want to, but I can't stop them because I'm as curious myself.
I want to disagree with the obvious truth slamming my ears as the heels of my shoes, but Sebastian's unmistakable voice and that of another lady making sounds that belong to the four walls of his room.
I should give them some privacy, I should turn my back from them and pretend like I never heard anything.
After all, I was asked to wait in the living room.
I should sit patiently until he's done before leaving. I should be polite about all of this, but why does my heart hurt so much like I just caught my boyfriend cheating?
Maybe because I thought I'd owned him. He was single or s
