Another Man On Starla`s Skin (Carlo Carrera`s POV, You Are Starla)
Inspired on My pleasure, Starla by Stacy Maya
The smell reached me before you even crossed the threshold of the foyer. It was a chaotic, synthetic layering: expensive cologne, the stale musk of a crowded room, and the sharp tang of sweat that didn't belong to you. I didn't look up from the kitchen island immediately. I focused on the blade in my hand, slicing a blood orange with the same steady, rhythmic pressure I use for more difficult extractions. The juice pooled...
