Fredric’s POV

Paula’s moans echoed through the room, blending with mine. The walls were silent witnesses to everything that happened on this bed. I ignored several calls from the office — I was far too busy with the wild game we were playing.

Letting go of all my stress and pressure with Paula had been the right choice. I couldn’t hold back the raw passion that consumed us. The sweat covering our bodies was proof enough of how perfectly satisfying the pleasure between us was.

“I love you.”

I stared into Paula’s beautiful eyes. The playful smile she gave me as her fingers traced my face was something I could never ignore. I couldn’t imagine what life would be like if we ever had to part — or worse, if her face were replaced by Mathilda’s.

Disgusting. Just the thought of kissing Mathilda’s forehead made me sick; even the scent of her hair felt strange and wrong. Argh. Her face now flashed in my mind, replacing Paula’s beautiful one.

“I love you too, baby. What are you thinking about?”

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