REINA

I should’ve said something. I should’ve told him he couldn’t talk like that, that we couldn’t talk like that right in the open... but I didn’t. Because instead of fear, I felt heat rising in my chest, in my cheeks, down my neck and straight to my pulsing cunt.

I bit the inside of my lip to hide the smile threatening to break through.

He noticed anyway. “You think this is funny?” he asked, voice rough. "You think teasing me is funny?"

“No,” I said, fighting laughter. “I think you’re overreacting.”

“Overreacting?” He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. “You were being watched, Reina. You were tailed...