TIMERANTE'S POV
Refusing the intimacy of a woman who was almost identical to Faye really tested one's willpower.
Those cold, hateful and arrogant eyes looked at me, like a queen stepping on her male pet, and I was only worthy of accepting her charity.
However, at the moment when her lips touched mine, I controlled her body and did not allow her to move forward any further.
"Stop making these boring attempts." I calmly met her gaze, trying to make her understand my attitude in this way. But things didn't end there.
Not only did she not stop probing, she even rubbed her thighs against me.
I was a man and had been abstinent for a long time; perhaps in her eyes, I could not resist too much temptation. The action just now was already my limit.
But I let her down.