His voice was especially captivating, heavy with a seductive undertone that left one defenseless.
Zoe Yale's body involuntarily softened, collapsing into his embrace, allowing him to do as he pleased...
Her beautiful, wide eyes were filled with confusion.
Charles White, seeing her naïveté and innocence, forcefully suppressed his desire to consume her completely.
He lifted her from the bed and held her tightly in his arms.
After a while, he finally managed to control his agitated emotions.
"Charles White, have you held me enough? If you're done, I want to go home..." Zoe Yale's slow response seemed to finally register something was amiss with the man, and she crawled out of his embrace.
She ran out of the bedroom, grabbed her carry-on bag, and left the Apartment.
She rushed to the Roadside and hailed a taxi, her Heartbeat not slowing down...
They had almost just...
