Samantha’s POV
“I don’t know, Caleb,” I told him over the phone.
But I should know. I should tell him no. Because I was with Miggy. And Miggy was Caleb’s best friend. And Miggy loved the both of us.
We would hurt him knowingly together.
“It is purely a business, Samantha,” Caleb was still trying to convince me.
“I love Miggy.”
“I know...” he sighed. “There is no emotional attachment here, little kitten. You’re doing this for money, I’m doing this for pleasure. It’s your job, so, it’s not cheating. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Caleb further explained. And I could hear from his voice that there were no lies. Only what it sounded to be apparent lust.
He wanted me. I think he really wanted me. And I think he wouldn’t stop until he got what he wanted.
‘Fine, but if it falls apart---“
“It won’t. And it will stop as soon as you want it over.” He declared.
“This is so dumb! Why am I agreeing to this?” I asked, almost to myself. My body didn’t feel normal. It felt heavy.