Natasha's POV.

The next day Russeli arrived at my apartment and was let in by Sinead after I permitted him. I walked down the stairs, wearing a long black dress that sweeps the floor in every step I take and the look on Russeli's face pleased me.

This was one reason why I like dressing up, to get that his glowing eyes lustfully look at me, even when I won't let him touch me, this was like inward torture, but at the same time I get pleased from each ogling.

I flashed him a thin smile and sat down on the sofa across from him. "It has been a while...