Zina’s POV
I couldn’t help but think about the hot s*x Mr. Christian and I had. The first time I was utterly drunk so I guess in a way I could excuse myself but this time I can’t. I was fully aware and fully conscious at every thrust, every touch, and every kiss we shared. How can I fall for such a man w***e?
When I finally fell asleep I was awaken again by my alarm clock. I felt horrible, horrible because all I could think about last night was the passionate s*x and the kisses and Mr. Christian, I couldn’t sleep a wink.
I watched as Mr. Christian walked in and gave me a smile before nodding his head to say hi and walking into this office. f**k, he usually just looks me up and down and sighed before walking into his office but today he smiled at me. s**t.
I was quite busy, thankfully
