Chapter 103. Fuck Me Harder

KEIRA

A sense of comfort washed over me when I stepped into Clint's living room. I no longer felt scared or worried that someone was watching my every move. Clint led me to his sofa and made me settle down on it.

"Have you had dinner?"

I shook my head and frowned when I recalled the dinner plans Natasha and I had.

Clint kissed my forehead softly and smiled at me. "I will order us some pizza. What would you like?"

I shrugged. "As long as there is no pineapple on top."

Clint nodded and pulled out his phone. While he ordered the pizza, my eyes drifted away from him and towards the unlit fireplace. A sense of guilt began to prick my heart. What if leaving Natasha alone in that apartment was not a good idea? What if Calvin gets to her and uses her as a hostage to threaten me?

My heart sank at these scenarios I played out in my head. No matter how much I tried, I wanted to stop thinking about all of this, even if it was for a second. Still, my min