Chapter 11

CAL That picture. Jessie's picture. It was a masterpiece of temptation, a carefully crafted image designed to ignite every single one of my desires. Jessie, naked, vulnerable, her skin flushed, her eyes half-closed… it was torture. Pure, exquisite torture. It was a siren’s call, a promise of pleasure so intense it made my hands tremble on the steering wheel. Olivia knew exactly what she was doing. She was a devil, a beautiful, seductive devil, and I was willingly falling into her trap.