Steamy Diaries
What the fuck was going on?
"Reby, you fucking whore. I'm going to break you," a familiar voice purred from the shadows. Reby's blood ran cold. She knew that voice. Dove. Her ex-lover and former housemate. The cruel, sadistic model who had a taste for the twisted and depraved.
"Dove? What the hell are you doing? Let me go!" Reby demanded, her voice shaking slightly. She could hear Dove's laughter, low and menacing.
"Oh, Reby. Always so demanding. But you see, I know your little secret. I know you've been fucking anyone and everyone to get a job. Spreading your legs for any casting director or photographer who'll look your way. Well, now it's my turn to use you."