Chapter 1
On a clear June morning, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, gently waking Camila Blinking away her sleepiness, she shielded her eyes from the glaring light and struggled to sit up in bed.
Ouch!
Pain!
A pounding headache!
Her whole body ached!
Robbing her eyes, she looked around and was startled by the unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn’t her bedroom. Where was she?
At the sight of her bare body, her mind came to a halt. She rubbed her forehead, desperately trying to force her memory to function. She
hoped to gain some recollection of her past, which was stubbornly hiding within the depths of her confused mind.
Slowly, the previous night’s events began to replay in her brain. She had caught her boyfriend in the act at a brot h e l.
He had pleaded on his knees, claiming his love for her, explaining that after six months of simply holding hands, he had physical needs.
Camila had ended it right there and stormed out. Her best friend had dragged her to a bar to celebrate her newfound freedom.
Halfway through, her friend had to leave due to an emergency, and Carmila found herself drinking alone. Soon, she was approached by a sleazy man. Slightly under the influence, Camilla reached out, her hand closing around the arm of a stranger who was on the brink of leaving. It was an act born of desperation.
Camila’s head spun as she abruptly turned to see a man sleeping next to her in bed.
As she recalled the intimacy of the previous night, her cheeks burned hot. Had she lost her mind? She had slept with a stranger!
Now wasn’t the time for regrets. She needed to get out of here. Fast.
She quietly slipped out of bed. Her legs gave way, and she fell with a thud. She quickly covered her mouth to stifle any sound. She searched the floor and found only men’s clothing. Glancing up, she saw her lingerie hanging on the sofa arm.
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