Castriel’s POV
“Can’t you be louder?” I asked the girl, whose name I don’t even remember, as I took a sip of my vodka with my eyes glued to my computer screen.
A smile tugged at the side of my lips at the sight of Amelia kicking her legs in the bed and tossing and turning around in frustration.
“f**k…. f**k… Yes, Daddy! f**k Me.” She screamed so loud that I didn’t need anyone to tell me that the whole house could hear her voice.
‘Come on, come on.’ I said to myself as I watched Amelia. I had no intention of f*****g the slut I’d brought home because honestly, I didn’t want to and also because ever since I started f*****g Amelia, I never got the thrill to f**k anyone else.
None of the other girls interest me like Amelia does but one thing I can’t deny enjoying is riling her up. I love s
