Tasting All My Mates

118-The Stranger With Sexy Body

Enya Foster’s POV:

I have been gone for God knows how many hours. My body rested well, so I assumed I was sleeping somewhere comfortable whenever I did gain some strength to wake up. But it wasn’t long before I passed out the next minute.

Finally, after my body had recovered, I started waking up one more time. I squirmed in the bed and took a deep breath first. Looking around the room with my eyes partially open, I instantly recalled what happened that led me to take such a long sleep.

Shit!” I sat straight in the bed when found the room to be completely different from my dorm room, “Where the heck am I?” I asked myself, terrified to look down. I was not wearing what I exactly had worn before passing out.

“What?” I gasped, shocked at the change of clothes. I was beginning to panic now. The white shirt I was wearing was a men’s shirt.

“Hey!” I shouted, hugging myself in terror. My body was shaking and although there were no signs of a sexual assault or anything and I was still wearing my undies, I just couldn’t be sure.

“HEY!” I screamed and finally when answers became pertinent to be achieved. My calls were answered when a middle-aged man walked into the room. He was probably 47, and very handsome and gorgeous.

He had neat brown eyes and brown hair with a few streaks of silver in them. The white undershirt was making his biceps naked to my eyes. I could only think of him having abs.

was panicking because the first thing

that waking up in a middle-aged man’s bedroom in his clothes had triggered me that when I raised my

a few steps

clothes were wet and you were shivering. My maid changed your clothes,

saved my life,” I uttered to myself once I have calmed down, “I am so sorry! I woke up petrified,” I excused and sat down in the bed

am just curious what led you to be in the

cannot tell him or anyone about Thiago. Sol zipped my

bed, and instead of waiting for the question he had asked me earlier, he

are still not sure if you can trust me,” he added and I didn’t say anything about it and

for everything. I’d like to leave now,” I said, remembering Thiago. I need

you to leave at this time of night,” as he

a phone I can use? I need to inform my warden why I

signals do not work here,” he sadly apologized, “I am a rogue. I don’t get to enjoy those facilities.” After he told me about him, I

very fond of us. They would usually accuse us of robbing them of luxuries and the way he commented also proved his mentality. I was now doubting

was just that I was not the type who can follow rules very much,” he addressed the look on my face with a mild hint of

join me for dinner. Since you are going to be staying here, I wouldn’t want you to starve,” he chuckled at me for