Lila
I kept training like my life depended on it. Every morning I met Kai at the gym and pushed my body until my muscles screamed
He was right there with me. Spotting my lifts, fixing my form, whispering encouragement that made my skin warm. The tension between us grew hotter each day. His hands stayed on me longer than they needed to. Sometimes I caught him staring at my curves like he wanted to taste them. I wanted that too, but I held back.
One afternoon after a hard session I sat with my phone. I recorded a call with Damien when he tried to sweet talk me back home.
He said all the right things. How he missed me. How Sarah was just stress relief. How we could work it out if I signed the papers quietly.
I saved every word. Then I sent anonymous tips to a couple business blogs abou
