CHAPTER 211: SKELETON IN THE CLOSET

The soft hum of the air conditioning was the only sound in the otherwise silent living room after Samantha's exit hours before. He glanced at his watch for the tenth time since Gia told him she was already on her way, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. It wasn't right what he was doing, but he was like an addicted man, consciously going down a path that'd invariably lead to his destruction. He jumped to his feet when he heard the rev of an engine and rushed towards the window as a sleek dark blue sedan breezed into the parking shade before the engine shut off. A breath caught in his throat as he watched Gia step out of the vehicle, wearing the skimpiest dress he'd ever seen on a woman before. Her ass was practically out for the whole world to see, and she kept adjusting it as she made her way towards the front door. “Heyyy,” she greeted happily when he threw the door open. He couldn't help but look her up and down. Nice pants,” he murmured before stepping aside