ANNE
What the fuck? I groan, sliding inside from the open door of my room.
My legs are still a little shaky waky after the encounter with Zero in the kitchen. I lost my head there for some time and gave in like a desperate bitch which I am surely not going to regret. If I do regret it, this will mean he won. Well, I don’t let others win.
I huff, walking straight to the bathroom and stripping so I can take a bath.
My cheeks are heated even now. His touch is still lingering on my skin, the pleas