Chapter 8:The leaked video

I spent the whole day feeling restless. Damien’s offer to stop working as a waitress kept playing in my head. He seemed so caring, buying the club just to protect me and the other girls. But Kael’s phone was still busy every time I tried calling him. I told myself it was nothing. Maybe he was really busy.

That evening, after my short shift at the club, I decided to surprise Kael. I went to his favorite hangout spot near campus a quiet park where we sometimes met. As I walked closer, I heard familiar laughter. My steps slowed. Behind some trees, I saw them.I couldn’t believe my eyes. Behind the trees in the quiet park, Kael and Selene were kissing passionately. Selene’s hand was inside Kael’s shirt while he squeezed her breast. They looked so comfortable together, like they had done this many times. My stomach twisted painfully. My boyfriend and my best friend.

I turned around quickly before they could see me and ran all the way back to my dorm. Tears blurred my vision. When I got inside, I locked the door and called Damien with shaking hands.

“Damien… I saw them,” I sobbed as soon as he answered. “Kael and Selene. They were kissing and touching each other in the park. How could they do this to me?”

Damien’s voice stayed calm on the other end. “I know, Elara. I’ve known for some time. I had cameras and someone following Kael. There are videos.”

I cried harder. “You knew? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to break your heart until you were ready,” he said gently. “But now you’ve seen it yourself. I’m sorry.”

I wiped my tears and tried to pull myself together. I couldn’t just cry forever. The next day, I met Kael at the café near campus. I sat across from him, my hands shaking under the table.

“Kael,” I said quietly, looking straight into his eyes. “Are you cheating on me?”

He laughed like it was nothing. “What? No, baby. Of course not. Selene and I are just friends. You’re being paranoid. Damien is probably filling your head with lies because he wants you for himself.”

His denial made me even more hurt and confused. He sounded so sure. For a moment, I almost believed him. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe the kiss I saw was just a friendly mistake. But deep down, I knew what I saw.

That evening, I decided to host a small party in my dorm room. I invited a few friends, including Kael and Selene. Everyone came, laughing and enjoying the music and snacks. The room felt lively at first.

Then I stood up in the middle of everything. My heart was pounding.

“I have something important to show you all,” I said, my voice trembling.

I connected my phone to the small TV and played the video clip that Damien had sent me after I begged him. The room went completely silent. On the screen, Kael and Selene were in bed together, fucking hard. Selene was moaning Kael’s name loudly while he laughed and said how much better she was than me.

Gasps filled the room. Everyone stared in shock.

Selene’s face turned white. She started crying immediately and fell to her knees. “Elara, please! I’m so sorry! It was a mistake. I never meant to hurt you. Forgive me… I beg you!”

Kael, however, didn’t look sorry at all. He crossed his arms and smirked. “So what? It’s just sex. You’re too boring anyway, Elara. Grow up.”

“Nooo!” I cried out, tears streaming down my face. The pain was too much. My boyfriend and my best friend had betrayed me so coldly. Some friends looked uncomfortable and started leaving. The party ended in complete chaos.

After everyone left, I felt completely broken. I couldn’t stay in the dorm with Selene anymore. I grabbed my things and went straight to Damien’s penthouse.

He opened the door and pulled me into his strong arms without a word. I cried against his chest. This time, when he kissed me, it felt different deeper and full of passion. All the hurt and anger turned into desperate need.

Damien carried me to his big luxurious bed. We undressed each other slowly, our hands exploring with hunger. He kissed my neck, my breasts, and lower, making me moan softly. When he finally pushed inside me, it was passionate and intense. He moved deep and steady, looking into my eyes the whole time.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered against my lips. “I’ll take care of you.”

I wrapped my legs around him, my nails digging into his back as pleasure built higher. Every thrust felt emotional and powerful. I came hard, crying out his name while tears rolled down my cheeks. Damien held me tight and came with me, filling me with his warmth.

Afterward, we lay together in the quiet room, his arms wrapped around me protectively. For the first time, the guilt felt a little lighter. I felt safe with him.

But I knew the real storm was only starting.