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102. Regina's POV

My plan was to plant a bug in Alessandro's car and it ended up successful. He couldn't notice a thing— he was blinded by anger.

I thought everything ended when Alessandro and I broke up but now, he was always invading my thoughts and I can't stop having wet dreams.

I gritted my teeth.

I didn't know why I was angry. Maybe because Joe that bitch would be the only one to have him to herself—to enjoy his dick.

Fudge! I slammed my hand on the desk and before I could grab my hair in anger, someone grabbed my hands from behind.

I flinched as I turned around to see Castillo, standing by my back.

I cleared my throat, breaking eye contact with him. I gripped the bedsheets tight, forcing out of my head, the memories of how I went all crazy with him that night.

I was so ashamed of myself the next day and couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes.

This was all Tiana's fault, if only she hadn't allowed me to take that fucking Molly at the club.

"Castillo." I called, biting my lower lip, my eyes still away from him. "this is my room, you should've knocked. What if I was naked?"

The moment he touched my waist, I melted like butter in sun. Slowly, he gripped my chin but softly, turning my face to his.

"Are you going to keep pretending as if nothing happened between us? Why have you been avoiding me?" He asked, his gaze soft, "are you angry they we made out that night?"

"Castillo…."

He cut in. "You were drunk that night and you kept touching me. I couldn't help it."

I gulped down, moving away from him as I adjusted the lingerie I was wearing. "I know, it was all my fault." I looked up, "the most important thing was that you didn't cum in me. Since you used a condom it's fine. I'd make sure that doesn't happen between us anymore. I'm…...sorry."

"Nana." He moved closer and I inched away from him, gripping my wardrobe for support. "You can speak to me. Was I too hard that night?"

I scoffed, "are you being serious right now? You're being naughty and it's not helping things. We're alone in my room and the lights are turned off."

"No, it was my fault. I should've stopped you that night. I knew you were drunk but still…..shit!" He clenched his fists, taking some steps away from me.

The silence that loomed in the room was weird and the way he kept staring at me? Weirder.

His eyes wandered my body while I wrapped my arms around my body defensively to help myself. His eyes were devouring.

He looked like he would swallow me in a whole. I couldn't decipher whether he was really remorseful about the sex we had together or he was just playing pretend to make me think he's a good boy.

A lump formed in my throat and my stomach churned with a strange feeling, why did I feel attracted to him?

This wasn't supposed to be.

Why did I feel butterflies in my tummy? I shouldn't be falling for Castillo. He was my best friend, something was amiss, I could tell.

I don't want you to treat me like your little sister tonight, treat me like your slut. I remembered the words I had mentioned that day in my drunk state.

Why did they suddenly feel right?

"What's....wrong with me?" I whispered to myself, my fingers fidgeting.

He moved closer and I raised my palm to stop him. Pointing at the door, I ordered him to get out, breathing heavily like I had just being attacked by a leopard.

I felt like we were going to sin again if he remained here. And...I didn't want that to happen, it shouldn't happen. We shouldn't fuck each other again.

I held my head, forcing the memories out. The shape of his cock. I didn't expect him to be that huge.

I had only seen his dick once and that was while we were in highschool. Tiana and I went for a sleepover at his house and while he was taking his bath, I peeped on him since the door was left ajar.

Castillo didn't know about this and when Tiana caught him doing that naughty stuff, I had to lie to her that it was a mistake. But no, I walked right into his room with my legs.

I had heard the sound of the shower and the running tap, they were enough to make me turn around and run but no, I kept going and then, I saw a rod I shouldn't have seen.

"You went to him today too, Regina. Last night, it was the moans coming from your room at midnight, you were dreaming about him, masturbating. I saw everything through the keyhole, you touched yourself. Ramming your fingers in mercilessly." He said, his hands folded.

I gasped, thrown aback. Jesus, no, no.

He heard and saw everything?!

Gosh. I buried my face in my face, this was so so embarrassing.

Why did he keep invading my privacy. Was he stalking me now?

"Cas." I said through gritted teeth. "Have you been following me? How did you know I met Alessandro today?"

He moved closer, each step like a drumbeat— indicating trouble. There was this feeling inside of me that screamed RUN! But I was tactless, I stood rooted to a spot like an idiot and when he grabbed my ass from behind, I moaned like a fool instead of being surprised at his sudden touch.

He was touching the wrong place.

He leaned in, moving his hands up now to pin me to the wall. The smirk on his face made cold shivers run down my spine. I had never seen him wear an expression so sinister.

"Why do you think it's Alessandro I was speaking about? Are you so guilty that you can't help it? You have vowed never to go back to him but you keep finding yourself on the track that leads to his den." His voice was low and held a thickness I couldn't understand.

Why did he sound…. sexy even when he was clearly annoyed?

Why was he even annoyed? This shouldn't be!

"What do we call this, Nana?" His fingers snaked up my body and when he loosened the straps they held my lingerie tight, I could feel my breasts out before him.

"You still harbour desires for him and it's dangerous but tonight I'm going to teach you how to stay away from him next time." His whispers sent a kind of numbness through my bones. "Now kneel." He said and I slowly went down.

Did I just obey him? Fuck, I was treading a depraved path with my best friend.