NATASHA POINT OF VIEW.

It had been a long while since I had been in the house, but it still felt the same; from the driveway to the front porch, to the spacious living room that was so big I could fit my apartment into it. Memories flooded my mind, memories of Clayton and I doing what we did, making love at various spots in the house, not just the living room, or his bedroom, but also the kitchen, the basement, the balcony, even the hallway; getting caught by his servants sometimes and the ...