When the snow falls, my white head breaks my yearning
Language: en
**Chapter One** "Breathing so heavily, aren't we? How many dicks have you taken?" Julian Vance gripped Elara Thorne’s chin, his body pressing into her, a cruel force. His eyes were dark, simmering with fury. Just a curtain separated us. Outside, the college reunion buzzed with laughter and teasing. "Classic Julian, playing it rough! This girl sounds hot, mind if a few of us have a turn later?" Others chimed in, egging him on. Julian’s voice was lazy, dripping with mockery as he stared at me. "No way. I’m not done with her yet." "Unless, of course, I get bored." I bit my lower lip,…