Valentina was shaking before the first touch, the kind of scared laughter that only makes things worse. Her laugh exploded, loud, desperate, a sound she didn’t plan on letting out, not in public, not anywhere. She twisted, squirmed, her body trying to back out of a deal she’d already signed. But fate doesn’t offer refunds. The tickling had her, and it wasn’t letting go until it had taken everything she had left to give.

Valentina was shaking before the first touch, the kind of scared laughter that only makes things worse. Her laugh exploded, loud, desperate, a sound she didn’t plan on letting out, not in public, not anywhere. She twisted, squirmed, her body trying to back out of a deal she’d already signed. But fate doesn’t offer refunds. The tickling had her, and it wasn’t letting go until it had taken everything she had left to give.