Subjugable love ( 55 fiction)

Casanova opened his eyes slowly ; only to find an unoccupied side of the bed with crumpled sheet. He ran to the window to see her curvaceous figure sliding out slowly through the main entrance. He felt an emptiness inside him which he couldn’t relate to.

“Who’s controlling whom?” he mused.

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