Chapter 55

I would have rebated or exhaled my irony in a loud laugh, mocking his audacity in demanding exclusivity from someone who until recently could not stay for a week with a single man in bed. But my shaken physical state came into conflict with the need that surfaced in my chest, and I was surprised to nod, obediently.

"I trust you..." my voice was hoarse and low, vulnerable. My body was still trembling. I tried to get closer to kiss him again, and Zachary escaped, holding my shoulder with one hand.

Your expression didn't tell me anything, though... His eyes were free from any lasciviousness, and that brittle aura stood over his head, like a wound never healed.

"When my wife died..." he said softly, favoring loud music. Alarmed by the subject, I immediately got excited, interested. “ ... I lost more things than I can say. There are people who want to destroy me for a debt of my family. This place is as close to normality as I can get. Giving you a night of pleasure is the clo