Falling to Warlock

I am tired of his game. I watch him make another kind of potion while I am on a long couch laying and hugging a fluffy pillow. He's handsome, attractive, and everything. He looked perfect. He has a good sense of humor. I don't know what I feel for him but I don't want to leave beside him. 

It feels like I am a dry grain without him around me. By just thinking that he is flirting with other girls which include the other witch named Patty or Patricia, breaks my heart. Like I suddenly feel sensitive about him. 

'Did you have sex with others here in your Kingdom?' I asked from nowhere. He smiled and glanced at me. 

'Yeah, why did you ask?' okay, his answer makes me flinch. How many times did he fuck girls here? 

'How many times? To be exact.' 

'Many times. I can't count it. Well, in my long years in this world I need sex, so I can't help if I have sex with ladies around here.' 

'No string-attached?' I asked frankly and got a little agitated.