Chapter 2 You Came Willingly...
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It was eight o'clock in the evening when Clara sat dining with her fiancé at a restaurant. By sheer luck, she received the compromising video just as he stepped away to the restroom.
The sudden ringtone made her jump, her phone nearly slipping from her grasp.
A teasing male voice came through when she answered.
"How do you think your fiancé would react if he saw this video?"
"What do you want?"
"Room 1126 at Century Hotel. If you don't come by nine, I'll play this in front of everyone at your wedding."
"You wouldn't—"
The call was abruptly cut off. When she redialed, his phone was turned off.
Lance returned from the restroom and noticed her pale complexion. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Her fingers tightened around the phone, her mind racing with panic. Though innocent, the video looked so real. What if Lance didn't believe her?
Their wedding was in three days.
No—he could never see that video.
"It's nothing," she quickly said. "Just a work emergency. I need to go."
An hour later, Clara stood before Room 1126. She took a deep breath and raised her hand to knock.
The slightly ajar door swung open at her touch.
The unlit room lay in darkness, save for a man's silhouette reclining by the window.
"Close the door. Come here," he commanded in a hoarse voice.
She wanted to flee, but the threat of that video kept her rooted. Step by step, she obeyed.
"What do you want?" Her voice trembled.
Suddenly, he seized her wrist and pulled her roughly against him.
"You came to me willingly..."
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