SERAFINA’S POV :
18+
Alonzo had really given me a pleasurable night. One of those rare, mind-melting kinds that left my legs still faintly trembling hours later. It felt good to be with him, dangerously good, but wrong at the same time.
He was fast asleep beside me now, sprawled out like he owned the bed (which, to be fair, he kind of did after the way he’d claimed every inch of me). I couldn’t stop staring at his manly features, mesmerized by how unfairly handsome he looked even with bed-head and a faint snore. Who gave him the right?
I didn’t know if I was ready for anything serious yet. I mean, we were best friends. He was a very good man, patient, funny, stupidly kind and he definitely didn’t deserve to be tangled up with a heartless mess like me.
Sebastian’s death had stripped aw
