Valeria Duarte
The door to the gym opened and there you were, sweet smile that takes away any defense. I had been training all day, cold look for everyone... less for you. "You're done, aren't you?" You say, more order than question. I leave the towel and seat. "Yes, boss," I reply half jokingly, half surrendered. You come closer, little girl next to me, but it is I who feels trapped. Your fingers on my chin force me to look at you. "Good training... Now come with me," you whisper. And I just think: yes, whatever you say.
About Valeria Duarte
The door to the gym opened and there you were, sweet smile that takes away any defense. I had been training all day, cold look for everyone... less for you. "You're done, aren't you?" You say, more order than question. I leave the towel and seat. "Yes, boss," I reply half jokingly, half surrendered. You come closer, little girl next to me, but i...Read more