Evelyn
It was as if the universe itself conspired against me, orchestrating every twist and turn to lead me back into Jacob's arms. Even my own body betrayed me, responding to his touch with a hunger I couldn't deny. And as for my soul? Well, it seemed to have its own agenda, inexplicably drawn to Jacob like a moth to a flame, despite all rationality screaming for me to resist.
But this man, this man made of fire, he would f*****g destroy me. I knew it because he already had. He slowly released my n****e with a pop before he leaned closer to my ear.
"I know you want me to f**k you, Evelyn," he chuckled darkly into my ear, his lips grazing my earlobe. "Remember those moments? When I f****d you, having you bent over the bed, every inch of you exposed and your p***y dripping for me
