ANGEL'S POV
It was past midnight and I couldn't sleep, and the perfect fucking reason is Jeon Wonwoo, the sexy officer who stays just opposite my bedroom. Ever since I met him in that park a week ago, he couldn't get off of my mind and when I found out that he was Jackson's friend, I promised to myself that I will make him mine, no matter what.
All afternoon, since the moment I left the dining room, I hadn't been able to forget his dark and hawk eyes, the feeling of his subtle, yet hard muscles when I bumped into him, warm with promise of a man who definitely had what it took to satisfy a woman, had been itching inside my palm.
I took a glance on the clock and it was already 1:05 am. I had spent most of the evening pleasuring myself to the thought of him. I had imagined what it would've been like if he had let me slide to my knees before him, crawled my thighs and slowly unzipped his trousers.
Shit.