*Eleanor's POV.

I sat on the floor of my room as the sound of Lawrence swimming came from outside.

God, he still wouldn't go to sleep, seemingly because he had too much energy to sleep. Meanwhile, I was so worried that he would get out of the pool later and come back to me, or even do that to me, that I had been afraid to sleep.

My body was very sore because Lawrence's previous rough behavior had left some bruises on my body, and my skin was covered with Lawrence's smell. I could even feel that very sticky touch being left on my panties, but I didn't dare to...