Elara couldn’t breathe in the penthouse anymore. Damien’s presence was everywhere — his cold eyes watching her, his hands on her body whenever he wanted. She needed to escape, even if it was just for a few hours. So she waited until he was occupied with a long business call, slipped out quietly, and took a taxi to her old apartment.
The moment she stepped inside her apartment, she felt a small sense of relief. She quickly changed into something sexy — a tiny silk slip dress that barely covered her thighs — and set up her ring light to film a new video. She danced sensually to one of Kai’s latest songs and talked about missing her boyfriend. She tried to lose herself in the content creation but something crazy happened. There was a knock on the door.
She went to answer it. It could be th
