My heart started beating fast when the button marked 12 lit up in the elevator. Vanessa's apartment was on the eleventh floor.
Right under my apartment.
Isn't that wonderful? I tried to drive away from the picture of her lying beneath me as I f****d her to exhaustion. The last six months have been torture for me because she lived just a few feet away from me. The building was owned by Cristian so he could rent apartments to whomever he wanted. When Vanessa wanted to live alone, her brother immediately made it possible for her. It made sense for siblings to stick together after their father lost a battle with cancer. I perfectly understood why Vanessa lives here. I just struggled every time I imagined her naked in the shower or asleep in bed. I struggled because I did not really want to
