Soon Regina came near a shadow, consumed with rage and fire, on instinct, she opened a door and entered inside a garden the size of a four-bedroom home, welcomed her with skyscraping palm trees and green ground. Sounds of a wave of guilt blistered as she entered inside there.
She could not think about the other women to whom he had ruined before, or where they ended up, or who they now belonged to now.
A deep, erotic beat, vibrated through the air. The bass was so heavy leaves shivered with the sound. Her body ached to hear that, finding a way to release. She knew her sense of hearing belonged to Vulture but she refused to bring herself to an orgasm, but if he did not come soon, she would hunt his ass down and make him break his stupid promise.
