Chapter 33. Breaking the Rules

KEIRA’s POV

It was two days to Clint’s return and I had been able to be a good girl. I knew it was the right choice for me, to leave and never look back, but I had never felt this way in my entire fucking life. I was literally going insane.

I had come a long way since Clint left, but at this point, I was willing to throw all care to the wind. My mind whirled with several thoughts as I jogged the winding path to my apartment that evening.

I barely made it into my apartment, barely had any time to let the frustration in my chest mellow, when there was a knock on the door. I was not in the mood for visitors or even talking to anybody at all. But that did not stop me from flinging the door open with a groan.

Jeremy, a former fuck buddy of mine stood a few feet away from me on my corridor. I had cut him off the moment Clint talked about controlling my sexual impulses. Now, Clint had fucked me over and I was ready to sprint back to my old ways without a care in the