SEDUCING MY EX-BOYFRIEND'S UNCLE

6.SET IN RUNNING MOTION

It was going to be a very good day. Camila felt it right to her bones. She woke up that morning, feeling excited about her first day at work, not even nervous about the fact that she planned to sleep with her boyfriend's uncle, not her ex-boyfriend, her boyfriend.

Alex had called her over the weekend. When she saw the call, she almost wanted to ignore it, but then the feelings of hate and anger came back to her again. Brielle was beginning to get to her, but the call brought back her resolve on revenge.

In the sweetest voice she could muster, she picked up the phone and answered him.

"Alex, how are you doing?" She asked. Alex muttered then. It was almost like he didn't expect her to even pick up the call. She couldn't blame him for that thought. He did cheat on her.

"I am sorry for what happened the other day. I am ashamed of myself," Alex managed to say. It took all of her willpower and the zeal she had for revenge, not to scream at him in anger. That he wasn't sorry. If he was, he wouldn't have done it in the first place.

"Oh, you don't worry about that at all. I understand that it is not easy, as a man and all. I should have been more available. I admit that it hurt that it was my sister, but I am sure Jessica came on to you. She has always been like that, always wanting things that I have. Don't worry, babe, we can definitely work this out," Camila said. It was too sweet to imagine the shock that would be on Alex's face. He would never believe that she would say something like that. It was best to catch them off guard.

"What do you mean, Camila?" Alex asked. The shake in his voice was evident. He sounded a bit scared. Camila wasn't sure exactly why that put her off. Did he want to break up with her and be with Jessica?

"I mean that we can work this out. One small incident like this should not destroy what we have built for two years." Camila knew that she sounded crazy, and even the few women that did this usually had their tantrums first. Alex could think about whatever it was that he wanted to, but she was not going to break up with him.

"I understand you. What we had was very special, but this is a huge deal. It was your sister Camila. It will be hard to move past it," Alex said. He sounded frustrated now, good. He wasn't feeling a minuscule amount of what she had felt then, but it was good that he was feeling something.

"It will only be hard to move past it if you didn't want to. I want to let go of it. I am sure it was only one time. And surely it was a mistake. I am giving our relationship a chance. You have to take it. Unless you don't want to." Camila knew that it was definitely more than once. Her thoughts went back to the day. They were familiar with each other's bodies and on her anniversary.

Alex seemed dumbfounded by her words. It was obvious that he did not know what he wanted to say. Camila wondered then if he really wanted to be with Jessica, if it were not just a fling. Either way, she wouldn't let them be together. Camila would not let them be.

"Okay," Alex managed to say then.

"That's good. I am going to hang up now, I have a few things I want to do," she had said then, and went on with her activities. She was going to break up with him, and not the other way round.

All in all, her plans for revenge were going on perfectly. She was all dressed for the first day at work. She was putting on a red gown that stopped just above her knees with stockings, not tights. The dress in itself was simple and wouldn't draw any attention yet. Camila still had to gauge Juan Romano. She needed to know how he would respond to her. She didn't need to get fired. She put up her blonde hair into a bun and made up her lips with bright red lipstick. She lined her eyes with liner that made them pop up. When she was done, Camila thought that she looked wonderful. While the front of the A shaped dress was plain, there was a slit in her breast area that would only show skin if she leaned quite so slowly. Camila already had plans for it. And then the stockings. She planned to bend by her waist a few times to pick up a few things at the office, just for Juan to see.

Camila messed up her bun a bit, and then she left her room with a smile. Her pumps made the perfect sound on the ground, and she smiled at her flatmates as she entered the living room.

Ava was seated on the coach, with her laptop on her legs, probably working on a graphic design. Ava was very good at designing, both in graphics and by hand. While they were all daddy's girls. They all made a living for themselves. At least Camila was about to start earning a living for herself. Brielle made content using food. She didn't show her identity, though. The food Brielle was always making meant that they were never hungry.

Brielle looked away from the kitchen, where she was busy prepping her ingredients and at Camila. The smile that appeared on Brielle's face eased Camila. If Brielle approved, then it was perfect.

"You actually look okay. I thought you were going to dress more, daring," Brielle said, nodding her head in approval.

"You mean you thought I was going to dress like a stripper to Right Entreprises. Definitely not," Camila said with a laugh, and both her friends joined in. She did have plans, though, to be more daring as time went by.

"Wow, Camila, you look perfect, ready to steal the boss. Simple, yet so seductive." Camila smiled at Ava. Her friend was all for revenge. "Are those tights or stockings?" She asked. Camila picked up her Hermes bag and winked at Ava as she skipped away.

"What do you think?"