Chapter 35 Please Start Packing Your Things

• We kept drinking and having sex all the rest of the night.
• After the beating against the wall, after the tears, the begging and the orgasms that broke me open, Gabriel brought me back to the private suite without a word. I was still trembling in my legs, and dripped with his semen, which flowed slowly down my thighs with every step.
• He sat me on the bed, poured two glasses of champagne from the bottle that had already been chilling in the ice bucket and gave me one.