Chapter 36. She’s Trying to Kill Me

AXEL

It was laughable, really, how pathetic I’ve become.

Rosette moved her hips—barely moved them—and my dick was rock hard again. Not like it was ever really soft, but just a little.

I moaned lowly at that slightest friction, my hands tightening around her.

“Now you’re hard again,” she muttered with a small smile.

That smile… God, that fucking smile. She’s been doing that a lot today. And back in the mansion, she had laughed. Was she trying to kill me?

So you might be wondering why I said I’ve become pathetic. Well, it’s because of a woman. A woman with red hair that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about.

In my stay at the hotel, she was all I could think about, from the moment I woke to the moment I slept. She was all that filled my mind. And I was hard every time I thought of her, so that meant I was hard all fucking day.

I tried to get a woman to fuck. I called her to the hotel, but my dick which had been hard all day just fro