From the moment she settled onto his lap, her body betrayed her in the most treacherous way.
Her hips moved on their own, restless rhythm as she unconsciously rubbed herself against him, not out of desire, not out of intent… it simply happened!!
It was like she was a bitch in heat, and the thought alone made her stomach twist.
Even though all she had wanted was to tease him, to play with his reactions and watch that calm mask crack… yet, her body told a completely different story.
Her movements turned shameless without her permission, her warmth pressing against him as though she was silently begging, as though her body spoke a language she could no longer control.
Victor knew about Vesperine and her relationships.
And now she was here, moving like this against someone she had only just met, someone who could judge her in a single glance… wouldn't that make her look like a loose woman?
'That's the last thing I want to hear from him,' she thought, her face draining of colour.
