ROSALINDA.
I completely lost track of time. The s*x was so damn good that I was trapped in a daze, forgetting everything else.
My purpose in coming here was to convince Antonio to change his mind about murdering Oliver. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine ending up in his bed. He was just too irresistibly tempting. I had been resisting him for a long time, and my control had finally reached its limit.
“Your father, right?” Antonio stalked behind me, planting a soft kiss on my neck before I could even turn around. A new wave of shivers ran through me, making me want him all over again.
“Yes.” I moaned as he cupped my breast in his large palm, gently kneading it.
“I guess you’re in trouble then.” He stated matter-of-factly, his warm breath blowing into my ears.
“Antonio.” I moaned
