บท 239: 239- Be Mine; Make Me Yours

Marissa was confident about what was about to happen in the next few minutes between her and Rafael. However, the moment he was out of the bathroom wrapped in that towel around his waist, she didn't know what to do anymore. 

He was so handsome, and his beautifully carved body was sending shivers down her spine. She swallowed hard when realized, he was standing there staring at her with that hunger in his eyes.

"Ah… I… my phone… I can't find it…" She fumbled with her words, almost jumping out of the bed, and went to the other corner of the room, where her purse was placed.

With shivering hands, she took out her phone from her purse and even dropped it on the floor.

"Fu*ck!" she could feel his piercing gaze on her back and that reminded her, that he must be having a clear view of her panties.

She quickly turned, carrying her phone and her purse clutched to her chest.