Eva"I'm listening," I said, giving Erica my undivided attention as I could sense the gravity of the situation."Thank you, Eva," Erica began, her voice hesitant and tinged with vulnerability. "I need to tell you something. There's this... video of me online. It's explicit content. Let me just say, it's a... porn video."My heart skipped a beat as I realized what she was referring to. I knew exactly what she was talking about, and I wasn't entirely surprised."Erica, I—""Please, let me finish," she urged, her eyes welling up with tears.I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for knowing about the video even before her ongoing confession."I've been trying to get it taken down, but... it's everywhere," Erica continued, her voice cracking with emotion.Taking a deep breath, I knew I had to confess my part in all of this. "Erica, I have a confession to make," I said, my voice barely above a whisper."What is it?" Erica asked, curiosity mingling with concern in her eyes."I saw the video," I
EvaErica's face contorted in a mixture of anger and pain, her eyes flashing with hurt. "You're just a replacement," she spat, her words dripping with venom. "A temporary fix for his broken heart. You'll never truly have him."The atmosphere grew strained as our eyes remained locked, neither of us willing to back down.She abruptly stood up, her eyes blazing with unwavering determination. She closed the distance between us, her face mere inches from mine as she invaded my personal space."Is this how you really want it to be?" Erica asked, her voice low and menacing, a stark contrast to the tearful pleas from moments before.I remained silent, my gaze locked onto hers, refusing to back down."Is this how you want it to be now?" Erica repeated, her voice dripping with venom as her patience wore thin.I still didn't respond, my resolve unwavering.Erica's expression twisted in pain, a visible struggle playing out across her features. "I wanted to be your friend," she said, her voice cra
EvaHOURS LATERThe doorbell rang, and my heart skipped a beat in anticipation. I took one last glance in the mirror, smoothing the soft fabric of my dress as I mentally prepared myself for the evening ahead.With a deep breath, I opened the door, and my gaze immediately found Lorenzo's. His eyes swept over me, taking in every detail of my carefully chosen outfit, lingering on my curves with a warmth that sent a shiver down my spine."Wow," he breathed, his expression unreadable yet undeniably intense.A hint of a smile played on my lips as I took a step back, inviting him inside. I twirled, showcasing my outfit and allowing the dress to flow gracefully around me. "Like what you see?" I teased, my voice filled with newfound confidence.Lorenzo's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, a genuine appreciation radiating from his gaze. "You're stunning, Eva," he said, his voice low and sincere, sending a flutter of excitement through my chest.My face flushed under his unwavering atten
LorenzoI couldn't shake off Eva's words. "At least I still have a chance with you." They echoed in my mind, stirring emotions I'd rather keep dormant, buried deep beneath the surface.But it's impossible, I reminded myself. Our relationship was just a facade, with a contract binding us together in a web of deceit.I gazed at Eva, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears. My instincts screamed at me to comfort her, to wipe away her tears and tell her everything would be alright. But I hardened my heart purposely, steeling myself against the storm of emotions that threatened to break through my carefully constructed walls."Don't ever think you have a chance with me," I said, my voice cold and detached, each word a dagger aimed at her heart. "It's not possible. Keep your feelings to yourself, ignore them, or bury them deep down. Whatever it takes."Eva's face crumpled, but I looked away, feigning ignorance."You don't need to like me, Lorenzo," she said softly, forcing a smile through her
Lorenzo"Maybe I should," I said finally, my voice a hollow attempt at detachment. "But I'm here now, with you, and that means it's too late to ask me to leave."Eva's second laughter was laced with bitterness. "You're just playing games with me," she accused, her eyes blazing with hurt and anger. "You enjoy seeing me suffer, don't you?"I frowned, feeling a pang of guilt as I recognized the weight of my actions. "That's not true," I protested, my words a feeble attempt to undo the damage that had been done.But her expression remained skeptical, her pain an obvious force that refused to be assuaged."Leave me alone, Lorenzo," she repeated, her voice heavy with resignation. "Go to Erica. She's waiting for you. At least she's better than me. She's no Omega, right?"I sighed deeply, my eyes locked onto hers as I struggled to find the words that could make things right.However, nothing came to mind. I had given up. I actually thought it was better and wiser that I gave her time to herse
EvaI relished the shock etched on Lorenzo's face, his eyes wide with emotion as his question hung in the air: "What feelings are you talking about?"I decided to tease him, relishing the obvious jealousy that flickered across his face. "What feelings do you want me to talk about?" I asked, my voice dripping with feigned innocence.Lorenzo's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched as he struggled to maintain his composure. "Well, there are different types of feelings... hatred, anger, sadness..." His voice trailed off, leaving the question hanging between us."You forgot to mention love." I laughed, a playful spark dancing in my eyes.Lorenzo's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes burning with intensity. "Must I mention that?" he asked, his voice low and guarded.I leaned in, my voice barely above a whisper. "Well, yeah because it's actually love. I love him."Lorenzo's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger as he tried to control his emotions. "Shut up. Don't you say that. Don't you ever say
EvaNEXT MORNINGI pushed open the door to "Secret Desires," the adult store my phone map had directed me to. My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the sight before me.Rows of provocative outfits and accessories, sex toys, and BDSM equipment filled the space. I could feel the flush rising in my cheeks as I scanned the shelves, my eyes wide with amusement and curiosity.A sales attendant approached, her smile warm and inviting. "Welcome, darling. How can I help you?""Role-playing uniform," I murmured, avoiding eye contact as I tried to hide my embarrassment."Which one would you prefer?" she asked, gesturing to the vast selection around us."Uh… A nursing uniform," I answered quickly, my voice barely above a whisper.She nodded, a knowing look in her eyes. "Our best sellers are over here."I followed her to a section filled with daring costumes, my gaze darting nervously between the outfits on display."Try this one," she suggested, holding up a striking white and red ensemble. T
EvaJust as Thomas took another step closer, a figure emerged from the aisle, blocking my view of the unfolding scene.My heart skipped a beat as the stranger's long hair swirled around her face, obscuring my view of Thomas.His eyes locked onto the newcomer, his expression shifting from curiosity to confusion. He just glanced at the woman and walked away. Meanwhile, I wondered who this mysterious woman was and how Thomas knew her.The woman's long hair cascaded down her back, sweeping just above her waist as she turned with undeniable confidence. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, a sense of familiarity washing over me as I studied her black leather jacket.Thomas turned on his heel, returning to the woman he had come with, their intimate moment interrupted by the mysterious woman's arrival.My gaze remained fixed on the stranger's back, my mind filled with questions.After the woman had turned around, my eyes widened in shock, recognition dawning on me."Erica?" I whispered, stu