Viola

Yes, I was fucking inebriated! I guess my ego got the better of me yet again, and for the hundredth time, this time with Mathew!

I was confident that I would be able to stand up to him and be strong.

But there was a time when he flipped me onto his shoulder and dragged me into that bedroom! No way in hell! I felt as if I was melting instantly in the face of his enraged gaze and powerful deep tone.

Something between us was much too strong to be denied or kept hidden from each other.

We were both convinced that we were engaged in some sort...