The tension in the penthouse was suffocating. Kai was home, but the secrets were piling up faster than Elara could handle. One afternoon, while Kai was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone, Damien started chatting with Elara on w******p right in front of him. His messages were bold and explicit.
**Damien:** Hey! My c**k is so hard right now looking at you in those shorts. I want you today. Come to your old apartment. I need to f**k you.
Elara’s face went pale. She tried to tell him off with subtle head shakes and pleading eyes, but Damien didn’t care. He sent a short snippet of the video — the clear footage of her moaning with Julian.
Elara’s hands shook as she typed a response.
**Elara:** Please stop. Kai is right here. He will suspect something.
**Damien:** Yeah! I have
