Chapter 95 Obeying Him

• After disappearing into the restroom, Xavier didn’t understand anything. He wanted more of Cathleen; strangely enough, he had never been one to want someone so bad. He ran a hand over his hair, and he stood in the restroom, surprised at how good Cathleen felt. Having sex with her became an addiction. He entered a shower, and once he was done, he knew he needed to have her again. needed to punish her, but there was this lingering thought he had, but he brushed it off as he thought it couldn't be possible.
• Meanwhile, Cathleen was still lying on the bed as she turned to the side and saw bloodstains. She gasped and quickly took the bedsheets and threw them in one corner. She stood, looking at them. “I can’t let Xavier see this; he doesn’t have to know.” She says that as she stood there looking at the bedsheets, she noticed another door, quickly opened it, and saw a washing machine. Cathleen drew the bedsheets inside and searched for a plug to wash the bedsheets, but she couldn’t find anything. When she heard the door opening from the other side, she ran back to the room and pretended that she was on the floor waiting for Xavier to punish her.
• Cathleen was on her knees, her hands behind her, and her head bowed down, not daring to look at Xavier. To Xavier, that was one hell of a position he couldn’t resist. He wanted to taste her lips again. She was now starting to be his drug, and he didn’t like it, as they were going to go back to normal as though they didn’t know each other.