Taya

My whole body stiffened. I didn’t dare to move, afraid of getting Roman even more aroused.

I fought to suppress my disgust and keep calm. “Bela Starke, when I fall in love with you one day, I’ll be bold enough for you, too.”

Roman pulled me against him, my dress still soaked in red wine, pressed against his chest. He lowered his head to kiss my neck. “I can’t wait that long.”

After saying that, he lifted my dress until it was bunched around my waist and started to unzip his pants.

All the color drained from my face, and I struggled with all my might.

But all that...