บท 459: Chapter Four Hundred And Fifty-Nine: Tasted Like Heaven

The third point of view:

Anabelle was as nervous as shit knowing what she was about to do. But then, wasn't it the whole idea of coming to his place. 

Julie hadn't placed a knife on her throat and forced her into coming, this was her decision. Moreover, she was tired of being a virgin, she wanted to experience what it felt like for someone to love her - even if that someone was Julie whom she just doubted his commitment hours ago.

But then if there was someone she would lose her V card to, it had to be Julie - at least she had feelings for him. So with a deep sigh, Anabelle tied the robe cincture and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Anabelle," He was already waiting for her. 

And God knew how happy she was when she saw him being flustered with her appearance - it was satisfying to know he was attracted to her. 

"Annabelle.." Julie's voice was so husky when he spoke, "I think you might have misunderstood my intention in bringing you....."