All Chapters of Sinful: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

One week! That was the last time I saw Antonio, not like I was counting the days, I just unconsciously knew. It was good. More days without him and I'd terminate the contract and find a tangible relationship. I wouldn't lie though, my body craved him, I used my fingers and dildos but I wasn't satisfied, I needed Antonio, but I couldn't bring myself to call his stupid lying ass. Lord knows the amount of time he had gotten laid since the last time we fucked. I knew I was acting all tough, talking about how I didn't really need him and how I was ready to terminate the contract, but the truth was, if I was to get a call from him, I'd run to him without thinking. 

It turned out that Aliyah travelled and she only just got back, I felt really bad for not having a close relationship with Aliyah as much as I'd like. She is the coolest person I know. She honestly had a good heart, the best heart. We promised we'd keep in touch more, and I was more than ready to keep the promise. I didn't have female friend while growing up, because I intimidated everyone; I'm not even trying to be cocky, that was what I heard a few girls in my class say when I was in high school. It felt nice to finally have one, and a beautiful one at that. We slept really late, because we had a lot of things to talk about. I told her everything that happened with Noah, Antonio and even Mr. Blue.

Kissing Noah wasn’t something I thought about at any point in time, and with the way he was smiling after I broke the kiss, something tells me he planned it. It made me lose my appetite to have lunch, because the kiss had brought a strain to our friendship already, and I’m sure he knew that too.“If

After the men left, I decided to go shopping for groceries because I was out of everything in my house. It was six pm when I stepped out of the building. I felt it again, the feeling of someone watching me. I shook my head, trying to keep a clear mind. I was overthinking and it was probably nothing. 

I wasn't so scared anymore about the whole stalking thing , in fact I felt like the whole thing was just in my head, and no one was filling me for anything. I mean what would they want from me? Why would anyone stalk me?With that energy, I got ready for work, not caring about the stalker, Antonio or even Noah. I got dressed in a blue jeans and a multicolored wrap top; I paired my outfit with a pair of black stilettos. I looked in the mirror and smiled, I looked too damn good, but I was about to be late. I g