I told Winston to move out of the mansion or disappear from my sight. I once closed my eyes and hoped he was gone. But he was not. He remained in front of me, standing, keeping his eyes on me. His fitted t-shirt wrapped around his body, abs forming oblongs, and the two not-perfect circle chests and two dots nipples were seen. A jagger pant was what he was wearing on his lower part.
"Damn," I muttered. I held his hands and let him enter my room. After he stepped in, I immediately closed it. Warriors were roaming around, and I am afraid they saw the two of us together on the balcony. They knew he was married. All the information about him was disclosed. There will be no way they would not know it. Sometimes, they knew it better than I did.
