Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina, exhaling another sigh of relief, eased herself onto the edge of the bed.

As the sound of running water emanated from the bathroom, Sabrina grew restless and uncertain about her actions. Her fingers idly flipped through a script.

She had resolved not to fall under Tyrone’s spell once more, to maintain a respectable distance. Yet…

Resigned, she reclined on the bed and silently lamented her predicament.

It seemed she had become ensnared in Tyrone’s wiles, with no discernible escape route in sight.

Despite her best efforts, there appeared to be no way out.

Abruptly, a voice from beyond the room interrupted her reverie.

you like some water?”

shifted, and she altered

made her way to the kitchen, her

emerged from the bathroom, his hair still glistening with droplets, clad

his physique, cascading languorously down his robust

briefly, her head then dipping back to the script before

warm water for you. Drink

offer and his fingers closed around the

the act of

Adam’s apple rhythmically rising and falling, a bead of water meandering from his lips down his throat to nestle upon

averted her eyes and set