#Chapter56
HEINOUS MEMORY
Diane’s P.O.V.
My heart couldn’t stop jumping while he was carrying me upstairs. I was dying of mixed eagerness and curiosity about what we were going to do next.
Bolts of electricity were streaming from my head down the spine, slowly crawling into my veins. I didn’t restrain nor protest. I badly needed to see how he would soon worship my body.
If there was a certain person who I preferred to make love to and from whom I would be willing to submit myself, I wanted it to be Liam. I asked and desired for this intimate scene to happen between the two of us. I wanted him to be my first and last.
