Chapter 22

• Pov Samantha.
• "What are you doing in my room?" He asked, his voice trembling.
• There's no excuse I can tell him, I don't know what to do and I'm afraid he'll think I'm an obsessive madwoman who has been in love with him in silence, that I've tried to seduce him in order to have him, that I've masturbated for years in his name to calm the uncontrolled desire that came out of nowhere just by seeing him at that congress, Yes, it is, but I'm not fucking going to tell you.