63. A Broken Man

Clancy's POV

"Fvck!" I groaned loudly with my eyes shut as I stroke my d¡ck in front of the WC and my teeth were gritted.

Porn wasn't working. Only by thinking about that Senorita and sniffing the scent of her pu$$y juice on my fingers.

I could imagine her on her knees sucking my d¡ck the previous day.

"Oh, fvck! Sofia" I released inside the WC and turned to the mirror where I washed my face.

The miserable man I've become.

I brushed my fingers through my head and for a moment saw a reflection of Sofia in the mirror with a big smile on her face.

I turned quickly but there was no one. Fvcking imagination!

Sofia came into my life like a wrenching storm and everything has changed since then.

That Senorita dares turn me on and walk away after throwing threats at my face.

I was no longer the man who would have the slightest thought of pulling a gun at her.

She was no longer a prisoner.

Sofia is mine now. "My property" I growled and connects a powerful punch to the mirror center.

It cracked,