"Have the decency to atleast give me a few minutes." He cursed under his breath as a new wave of pain shot through him.
Camille sneaked a peek at him, even under her tough exterior, she felt sorry for what she had done, but couldn't bring herself to apologize. She rapidly tapped her feet, eagerly waiting for him to finish recuperating at the very least.
°The sooner he is out of here, the better for your mental state° She nodded to her own thoughts.
Using the headboard as a support, Mill pulled himself up, shaking his head sadly at the way things had turned out for him.
Never had a female tried this to him, and never had the thought of a day it would happen and the female would live to tell the tale. But there was Camille, she had lived, he bit on his bottom lip, his legs trembling slightly as he adjusted to the feeling.
°She still has something of importance to you, a little pain for a gain° Prince Mill tried cheering himself up.
