Handley, England
Theseus was still breathing hard as he sat up from his sofa in his office. That dream felt vividly real. The way that man pushing his hips towards her with her legs wide open, holding her hands above her head, her moaning. It angers him. It was supposed to be him that would be on top of her, pleasuring her, pushing his dick inside her pussy. She was supposed to be screaming his name when he fucked her, even if it's just a dream. The sight of her naked underneath that man had somehow made Theseus wanted to murder him.
The sound of someone knocking on his office door startled him and he quickly turned around as the door opened and Freddie walked in.
"You okay?," asked Freddie, looking concerned at his cousin who was still disturbed by his dream.
"Yeah.. Just bad dreams," replied Theseus, rubbing his face before stood up, "Any news from Giovanni?,".
