After the passing of Abigail Bentley's mother, she is now the only one responsible for her family's well-being. Her father, often too drunk to stand, cannot help her now. So it is up to her to proceed into society alone, in hope of securing a match that will take care of herself and her family. She is the sole hope for her family's name. Is she up to the task? She had better be, for she has no other option. After she meets Anthony Bridgerton however, she will be faced with a choice: love or responsibility? OC x Anthony Bridgerton

the main antagonist is Anthony Dwaine and this is his P.O.V or more like his mind as he moves on with a break i hope you enjoy (and this i an extremely short story)

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP