Chapter 5 Midnight Sex (Adult Content 21+)

"What happened?"

Sierra held Callie’s hand and sat next to her. She looked up, wiping her tears as Axton stood in front of her—standing beside Callie, who was now lying on her bed after Axton had brought her into the room.

Luckily, Axton had arrived shortly after Callie fainted. Sierra didn’t know what she would’ve done if Axton hadn’t come quickly when she screamed and repeatedly called Callie’s name.

"Callie’s condition has worsened lately. What were you two talking about that made her faint, Sierra? The maid said Callie was crying with you." There was something different in Axton’s voice, and Sierra knew what it was.

Everything that had happened just a few minutes ago vanished, and now the air was thick with tension as if they were no longer two people who had ever touched.

"I told her you had paid off my debt, and I got my house deed back. I think she got emotional because she was worried I wouldn’t follow through with our agreement. I already—"

"Why did you tell her that?" Axton cut her off.

Sierra shook her head. "I don’t know why I said it. I never hide anything from Callie—it’s just my habit. She came into the room and almost saw us together, and I panicked, and my mind became a mess."

"Do you realize that what you did might have endangered Callie, Sierra?" Axton’s anger was evident as Sierra met his eyes. Those dark eyes were filled with emotion—worry, anger, fear, and perhaps frustration. "I helped you pay off your father’s debt, not to find my wife fainted. I thought you would understand that and not do something foolish that would make Callie sicker."

"Do you think I wanted all of this?" Sierra could feel her voice trembling.

No. Of course, she didn’t want any of this.

If only everyone knew how much Sierra wished she could take Callie’s place and endure all her pain. If only everyone knew she would do anything to help her best friend. Even if she didn’t need the money to pay off her debt, she would still help without expecting anything in return.

Axton sighed deeply, then sat on the bed, taking Callie’s other hand in his. He lowered his head, repeatedly kissing the back of her hand, while Sierra remained silent, watching it all unfold.

She could see how much Axton loved Callie, and it always made Sierra happy for her best friend. She knew Callie deserved all that love, and she hoped Callie would always receive it.

"I’m sorry, Sierra," Axton said, glancing at her. "I’m just so worried about Callie, and it’s driving me crazy."

Sierra nodded. "I’m also sorry for what I did. I should have known not to say anything to her, so this wouldn’t have happened." She looked at Callie, who was still lying there with her eyes closed. If only she had been more careful.

"Callie’s been more emotional these past few months, and I’ve been trying my best to keep her from overthinking things. But she’s stubborn, and it’s been making me lose control."

Sierra nodded in agreement.

She had known Callie longer than Axton had, and she wholeheartedly agreed with what he said.

Callie was always stubborn. And maybe that’s why she always got what she wanted. She fought for it, unlike others who would often give up.

"I don’t care about anything else besides her, even if it means we never have children."

Sierra squeezed Callie’s hand tightly and let out a long breath. This conversation was heading in a direction that made her uncomfortable.

Years ago, she remembered Callie talking about how they should have houses next to each other once they were married so their children could play together all day.

Years ago, Sierra remembered how happy Callie had been when she told her that a man was asking her to go on a date. She was so excited that she called her right when Sierra was about to interview for a job.

A funny coincidence. That same day, Sierra was interviewed to become Axton’s secretary, and it turned out he was the man Callie was dating.

Now, the three of them were in a complicated situation, and Sierra knew she would never have that house next to Callie, even if she eventually married and had children.

"That’s why I really need you to understand that we have to be careful when talking to her, Sierra," Axton’s voice broke through her thoughts. "I know you love her deeply and would never want anything bad to happen to her. You’ve known her longer than I have, but I need to be clear—I won’t accept anything that could hurt Callie."

Sierra nodded once again. "I know, Axton. I’m sorry for what I did. I didn’t think the consequences would be this bad," she said.

After that, there was no more conversation between them.

The room became silent, and Sierra just sat there, waiting for her friend to open her eyes.

"Callie?"

Sierra felt movement in Callie’s hand and saw that she was starting to wake up. She squeezed her hand tightly, waiting for Callie to open her eyes.

"Oh God, Callie." Axton immediately hugged Callie when she finally opened her eyes.

"I’m fine," Callie said, releasing Sierra’s hand to return Axton’s embrace. He still seemed very worried about what had happened.

Sierra saw this and quietly moved away, giving Callie and Axton some privacy. She didn’t need to hug Callie or stay there for long—what mattered most was that she knew her best friend was okay. That was enough for her.

She didn’t say a word as she headed for the door. But Callie’s voice stopped her in her tracks, making her turn around to see Callie reaching out toward her. "Stay here, Sierra. Sleep here with me. I need you."

Sierra was shocked by Callie’s request. But she knew she could never refuse Callie’s words.

The problem was whether she should sleep in Callie and Axton’s room when she had just slept with Axton the night before.

***

She hadn’t brushed her teeth yet and needed to use the bathroom.

It had been hours since Callie fell asleep, and eventually, she had drifted off beside her best friend. But she woke up in the middle of the night for one clear reason—she needed to pee.

Callie was still sleeping soundly, and Sierra thought she could use the bathroom quickly before returning to sleep in her friend's room. She quietly stepped toward the bathroom on the left side of the room. After some effort, she found the light switch, as it seemed Callie couldn’t sleep with even a single light on.

As soon as the light turned on, Sierra froze at the sight of someone sitting in the bathtub in the middle of the night.

“Oh God!”

She immediately turned away when she realized Axton was sitting in the bathtub. She was sure he was naked, and she felt incredibly guilty for entering the bathroom without knocking first. Or maybe it was Axton’s fault for soaking in the bath with the lights off.

“I’m sorry. I’ll use the bathroom in my room,” Sierra said, backing away without turning her head.

“Sierra,” Axton’s voice stopped her.

Sierra wasn’t sure whether she should turn around or keep walking out of there.

“Yes?” she answered.

“You can use this bathroom. I won’t disturb you. What do you need?”

Sierra swallowed hard.

Should she really stay? Or should she leave and do what she needs to do?

“Do you… have a spare toothbrush?”

Stupid. She sounded so stupid asking that.

“You can find one in the cabinet under the sink. Everything you need is there.”

Sierra nodded and immediately walked toward the sink on the opposite side of the bathtub. From there, Axton was mostly hidden by a frosted glass divider that reached neck height. There was a toilet beside the sink, meaning she could use it without feeling too uncomfortable since Axton couldn’t see her. He was nearby, but the glass kept them physically separated.

Sierra quickly did what she needed to do. She only wanted to brush her teeth and then go back to sleep next to Callie, leaving Axton to his bath.

She found a new toothbrush and washed her face at the sink. She’d skip her night skincare routine today, and that wasn’t a big deal. After all, she didn’t care much about it and only bought the products because Callie insisted.

“Ah,” she tensed up when she heard Axton’s low groan.

He was clearly trying to be quiet, hoping Sierra wouldn’t hear him. But in a silent room, even footsteps could sound like an explosion. So how could she not hear him?

Axton was still there. His hands were moving, seeking his own satisfaction in the middle of the night.

Once again, a battle raged in Sierra’s mind.

She knew what was happening. She knew what Axton was doing to himself. And unfortunately, she also knew why.

As soon as she finished, she quickly washed her hands—hoping the running water would wash away all the sins she was about to commit.

“Axton,” Sierra found herself standing stiffly in front of the bathtub. She didn’t know when she had taken the steps to get there, but she couldn’t undo them now. Her fists clenched as she regretted every step that had brought her here. “May I help you?” she asked softly.

Axton’s eyes remained locked on her, sharp even in the throes of lust that consumed him.

Sierra had started something with this man, but she hadn’t finished it properly, choosing instead to run off and talk to Callie.

Now, she had to finish it the right way.

“Are you serious?” Axton asked, watching Sierra as she began to remove her pajamas, placing them carefully aside so they wouldn’t get wet.

She stepped closer and began to climb into the bathtub, joining him. Taking a deep breath, she gently moved Axton’s hands away from his body and replaced them with her own touch. She nodded briefly. “I’m serious,” she said calmly.