Chapter Eighty Two

Roman's point of view:

The session indeed turned into a heated one.

She pulled away to catch her breath.

"We can continue this inside the car." I told her with the hope that she doesn't lose interest in what we are having now.

"Yes, let's go to the car." She said.

We stood up and I held her hand as we left the club. It wasn't so easy but I kept on holding our hand so tight until we got to the car. I opened the car for him and she got in. After that, I entered the car as well and drove off.

It was jiggy, I couldn't hold myself. I didn't keep my hands to myself. I drove into the compound of my mansion and parked.

"We are home." She breathed out.

"Of course." I said as I carried her on to my lap to continue our make out session.

"Calm down, will you?" She said.

"I am so sorry." I apologized to her.

She smashed her lips against mine and I responded immediately. It was so heated that we had to use the backseat. Blurrily we were already in the backseat while I was on top of her.

I took off