Warning: Mature content/ R18+ only
“Take a chance on me,” I indirectly invited him to come to my apartment even though I just met him.
Damn! The honesty in my brain cursed. It was just so wrong. However, I really hoped he would say yes and fulfill my sexual needs. He smirked, caressing my silky hair.
“Maybe I’m wasted, but this condom in my pocket doesn’t have to be,” he pecked my lips again.
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In which Samantha Taylor and her best friend Trish planned to surprise Samantha’s boyfriend on the night of their first anniversary to have sex with him because he never had attempted even once to screw her but to her dismay, Miggy ditched her and didn’t show up.
Samantha decided to have fun that night and have a girl’s night out with Trish but just like her boyfriend, she couldn’t reach her too. So, she went alone to that famous nightclub in town and there she met the hottest and the most gorgeous man on earth.
She poured all her frustrations from Miggy over that stranger by having a one-night stand with him. She thought it was just like that. She thought they’d forget each other and never bumped each other’s world again after that incident.
Until she met Miggy’s best friend. Not only was Caleb Moore sinfully handsome and incredibly charming—he’s also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with two days ago. Samantha and Caleb knew anything more than being civil with each other when Miggy was around.
But the more time they spent together, the more their connection became all-consuming and Samantha found herself forced to choose between her boyfriend and the hottest best friend of her boyfriend, Caleb.

Seducing His Hot Bestfriend

“Sam, what happened?” Miggy asked as he caressed my back, giving me small kisses on my hair.


When I realized what I was doing, I immediately pulled away from him, pushing him gently away from me. “W-what are you doing here?”


I shouldn’t have hugged him back. I shouldn’t have let myself be carried by my emotions. I shouldn’t have let him touch me again after what he’d done to me.


I stood up from the ground and sat in front of the canvas, staring at the last piece I painted.


“Sam…” he rasped. I could feel him now standing behind me. “Tell me, what’s eating you?”


“Nothing,” I lied, hearing him chuckle.


“You’re no good at lying,” he said.


I stayed silent. I don’t know if I should tell him what I was feeling right now. But he knew about my family. About what I went through with them. About what happened to me and Calvin.


A minute had passed, and I appreciated it that he waited until I was ready to let out my feelings.


Chapter 82 HE WANTS ME BACK