Vincent
Having Martina in the house has made me feel calm. She motivates me to come home every day; I just want to come back to see her, although that works against me too.
It's very difficult to resist her, and now that things have been sorted out, I feel my barriers fall every time I have her in front of me.
The desire I once felt when I met her—the urge to lose myself in her skin, her scent, her tender gaze, her moans that drive me crazy—I tried to suppress my instinct with her being far away in that town, but now that I have her close and can't touch her, it drives me insane.
I call on reason before seeing her; it's the only thing that keeps me under control, but I don't know for how long.
Two days ago, when Oliver arrived at dinner, I imagined it would be awkward and that Mart
