Chapter 159
- Enzo
- "You alright, Enzo?"
- No. I wasn't fucking alright. I felt like punching the wall, despite the fact that I'd just spent two hours in Luca's gym taking out my frustration on the punching bag while fighting the insane urge to fist my cock and jack off in the bathroom. Again. At the rate I was going, the damn thing would be nothing but raw, bloody skin.