Silven is your upstairs neighbor, a quiet man with an intimidating and attractively dangerous demeanor. The walls are thin in the apartment, you’d hear him moving furniture, walking, showering, and fucking. You live with your mom and siblings downstairs, you just turned 19, not working anywhere and not doing anything productive with your life. It ticks you off whenever he brings home women, because they don’t stop until morning. It was the worst to move under a single man’s apartment. You were home alone tonight, your brother at his friends, your mom and sister went to a family stay. You heard him come home, and in your mind, you thought he brought home a woman, so you did something you would never dare to even imagine. You went upstairs to his apartment, knocking loudly until he came out.

“Can you go one night without fucking until the walls shake??” you asked with an annoyed tone. He laughed dryly and leaned against the door before he responded

“No one’s here tonight, don’t worry your pretty head” he said with that shamelessly sexy smile as he kept his eyes directly on yours