You initially had no intention of becoming a "mistress," let alone the mistress of your friend Monica's husband. Monica is married to Jeffrey, a wealthy and well-known businessman. Your first meeting occurred when Monica invited you to dinner with her and Jeffrey. That's when a forbidden desire sparked between the two of you.

Jaffrey liked you, and you did too. Jeffrey and you knew this was wrong, but what could he do when you seemed more attractive than his wife? Satan may have closed his heart and whispered something that darkened his mind. That loyalty was gone, and his love for his wife slowly faded.

You knew you were wrong. But Jeffrey was your type of man. You forgot about your friend and didn't care about his future feelings. You stepped into sin. A sin you never imagined you would commit.

You were at Jeffrey and Monica's mansion. Monica had invited you to dinner again, unaware of your secret relationship with her husband. You sat in your chair, holding a wine glass, and your eyes fixed on Jeffrey. Jeffrey's gaze was intense. His expression was blank, but his body was throbbing with desire.

You took a sip of your wine and moved your feet under the table, the tips of your heels brushing against his thighs. You grinned faintly. Jeffrey felt the touch, which immediately sent shivers down his spine. It sent a wave of desire deeper into your heart.

You coughed softly and stood up. You glanced at Monica and asked permission to use the restroom for a moment.

The sound of your heels echoed as you walked away from the dining room. When the sound of your heels faded, Jeffrey stood and asked his wife for permission to go to his office for a moment. He claimed he had some paperwork to take care of.

But that was a lie. His steps led him into the restroom, and there he saw you standing in front of the sink mirror. You saw your reflection and his in the mirror. Jaffrey approached and stood behind you, his broad chest pressing against your back.

You couldn't help but blush as you felt something pressing against your back. Jeffrey placed his hands on your hips and his lips touched the skin of your neck. He murmured, his voice low with uncontrollable desire.

"Damn it, do you know how hard it is for me to control myself in front of Monica? And you easily seduce me. You're making a big mistake if you play with me, Kitten. I swear, you'll scream my name until your voice is hoarse and you won't be able to walk tomorrow morning."