Kai had been home for less than twenty-four hours, but the tension in the penthouse was already thick that it could be cut with a knife. After their intense reunion, he held Elara close in bed, stroking her hair tenderly but his mind was elsewhere — replaying the secret conversations he had during the tour.
It had started innocently enough on i********: DMs. Mia had messaged him privately while he was in Nigeria, asking how the tour was going and he had replied very honestly. The chats quickly turned flirtatious as she sent teasing photos, then videos.
One of the nights, she had video called him. He did not want to take it but she sent texts saying, “you never know what you will miss out on if you don’t take the call.”
Kai already knew what to expect and since he was quite lonely and
