Chapter 72: Punishing Me in the Bed

"Lydia, you're so mean! I'm almost 30 years old. What's wrong with having a woman to solve my physiological needs? If I don't have a girlfriend, I can't use my hands to solve it every day!”

When we were saying, the car drove to my door.

I said thanks to Frank, and he drove away.

When I just turned to go upstairs, the car lights were shining not far away from me which were so blinding. I squinted at the Bentley behind me. I was very familiar with the car.

God! It was...