|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV ||

" Seriously? Are you still going to shoot with this punk expression?", Molly rumbled unhappily, and continued to stare at my makeover. I couldn't get over my emotions. Even last night before sleeping, I imagined about fucking him.

God...this devil has made me a sinner..

I was about to join the shooting when my phone buzzed unexpectedly, an incoming call from an unknown person. I furrowed suspiciously but soon felt warm, thinking that it might be a call from Luca because he didn't call me back after last night.

" Surprise.. come out, little dove..", I froze when the person from the other side spoke...