C23 His Past.

Sophia’s POV

“You want me to fuck you, malen'kiy tsvetok? [Little flower]”

I didn't know if it was because it was late and he was tired, or maybe the rage fit from earlier brought it out, but his words were laced thick with an accent—much thicker than normal—and it does things to me. Filthy, shameful things.

Nodding, I bit down on the corner of my bottom lip. “Yes