Chapter 113

The nerve! Good boy, my left foot, Mr. Azzua! With this arrogant smirk on your face, who are you fooling? Your mind must be imagining a thousand naughty things right now. Are you tempting me?

My mind is telling me to go to sleep in Grace’s room to avoid falling into the trap of this sin and leave mine to this tempting jerk, but my crazy self says, "No problem at all, Mr. Azzua. I trust myself."God, help me do this! Give me the courage to bear the temptations of this night.

"Shall we, then?" He says, and like a zombie, I follow the temptation to my bedroom.

I know all about digging one's grave, but trust me, this isn't it. As long as he does not touch me, I will have a very peaceful night with this guy beside me and wake up untouched tomorrow.

Darn! But why am I so afraid? Why do I feel the resonance of my own words around me? He isn't a rapist that I should be afraid of. Come on, dear self!

I walk into my closet and pull out a towel and my pajamas wh