— Now you know who I am, — the hooligan slowly steps closer, pushing me until I’m pinned to the wall. — Isn’t it scary for you? His palms press against the cold tile of the shower. Only the two of us. And no one else… — No, it doesn’t scare me. — I just got out of prison, — the corners of his lips lift, and his eyes narrow, burning me with a greedy look. — You’re either too brave or too stupid not to be afraid… Brave? Stupid? Or in love up to your ears? Fingers slide along the bottom of my belly, pull the waistband of my panties, and go deeper. — All this time I’ve dreamed about how I’ll caress my girl again! — a predatory glint in his eyes makes me tremble. — Because you’re still mine, right, Milana? Everyone told me to keep away from him, but I didn’t listen… and I fell in love. And now I’ll have to pay bitterly for my mistake.