Alessandro stood in the middle of the mess, breathing hard, blood on his lip. He looked around at the men groaning on the floor, completely confused. He didn't understand why they'd attacked him. He only tried to leave. He didn't threaten anyone.
So why did they block him? Why were they so desperate to stop him from going back? His stomach twisted with suspicion. Something was very wrong. He wiped the blood from his mouth, jaw tight, then turned sharply and started walking back toward the bathroom. Fast.
Serena slowly rose to her full height, towering over Elena. Her lips glistened as she looked down at the trembling girl sitting on the sink.
Elena whimpered softly, her hips still twitching forward, desperately chasing the warmth that had just been taken away. She didn't understand what was happening to her body — she'd never reacted like this to anyone before, especially not a stranger.
Serena's eyes darkened with amusement and hunger.
