Carl didn't know why he was here again. Throughout the evening, he couldn't get his thoughts away from her. She had suddenly become his obsession, and there was nothing he could do about it.
He sighed for a moment before he eventually knocked on the door. She had chosen a very remote area to stay in, and Carl wasn't surprised. Sofia was discreet with her things, which should also include her place of stay.
The door opened, and standing there was the woman he couldn't get enough of, the woman who had stepped into his hotel, and everything about him changed.
"I am not surprised that you were able to locate my apartment," She said, stepping aside for him to get inside.
Even though it was small, the apartment was beautiful and neatly arranged—another trait to love her more.
"So, what brings you here?" Sofia asked, coming to stand right in front of him. She was wearing a nightgown, and her full cleavage was open. Carl couldn't resist seeing them.
