She became a mistress inexplicably, but he continued to cling to her after she proclaimed the breakup.
Vera had no say in the matter at all.
How had she never realized Quill had this side to him? In her mind, he would frown but move on and ignore her despite being upset after she mentioned the breakup.
However, she couldn't go anywhere as Quill had blocked the door.
Even if she managed to leave, she had no money to book a room. So, Vera just sat angrily on the bed in silence.
Despite Quill coaxing her to shower and sleep, Vera refused to move.
"I'll go take a shower then. Stay put."
He closed the bathroom door.
Next, the sound of running water reached Vera's ears.
Then, Vera realized something.
She should use this opportunity to find her ID and purse back, then sneak out.
With the idea in mind, Vera immediately stood up and rifled through Quill's belongings.
Thievishly and with a racing heart, she prayed as she searched for her items.
Hoping he would take his time in the shower.
After searching for more than ten minutes, Vera failed to find her items. Furious, she cursed like a deflated balloon.
"A*shole, where are they? Why can't I find them?"
"Looking for this?"
Quill's voice suddenly sounded behind her, startling her. When did he leave the shower?
Then, she turned around.
Out of the shower, Quill only had a towel wrapped around his waist as drops of water dripped from his jet- black hair to his tanned skin and rolled down his defined abs...
Stop, she had to look away.
Vera nearly drooled at the sight.
Livid, she couldn't believe she let herself get seduced. She had to find her ID!
Only then did Vera realize her ID and purse were in his hands.
Quill smiled slyly at her. "Do you think I would put them somewhere you can find easily?"
Dumbfounded, Vera replied, "So you took them into the bathroom with you?"
He didn't answer, but it was obviously a yes. Vera was rendered speechless.
"You shameless d*ckhead!" Vera cursed as she rushed forward to grab her purse, but Quill raised his hand high above his head, and Vera followed with a jump as she said, "Give them back! What makes you think you can control my life!"
Seeing how livid she was, he pulled her into his arms, distressed.
He'd just come out of the shower, so his body temperature was warmer than usual. Moreover, there were drops of water on his body. Thus they soaked through Vera's shirt when she collided with his chest.
"Shameless, am I?" Quill smirked; a helpless look flashed in his eyes. "So be it. Whatever it takes to make you stay."
Quill had only one thought in his mind; he can't let Vera leave no matter what.
He had a feeling things wouldn't end well if he let her slip, so he had to keep her by his side no matter what.
"If you won't shower, then get some rest."
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