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Seducing His Hot Bestfriend

Warning: Mature content/ R18+ only “Take a chance on me,” I indirectly invited him to come to my apartment even though I just met him. Damn! The honesty in my brain cursed. It was just so wrong. However, I really hoped he would say yes and fulfill my sexual needs. He smirked, caressing my silky hair. “Maybe I’m wasted, but this condom in my pocket doesn’t have to be,” he pecked my lips again. ************************************************************************************************************ In which Samantha Taylor and her best friend Trish planned to surprise Samantha’s boyfriend on the night of their first anniversary to have sex with him because he never had attempted even once to screw her but to her dismay, Miggy ditched her and didn’t show up. Samantha decided to have fun that night and have a girl’s night out with Trish but just like her boyfriend, she couldn’t reach her too. So, she went alone to that famous nightclub in town and there she met the hottest and the most gorgeous man on earth. She poured all her frustrations from Miggy over that stranger by having a one-night stand with him. She thought it was just like that. She thought they’d forget each other and never bumped each other’s world again after that incident. Until she met Miggy’s best friend. Not only was Caleb Moore sinfully handsome and incredibly charming—he’s also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with two days ago. Samantha and Caleb knew anything more than being civil with each other when Miggy was around. But the more time they spent together, the more their connection became all-consuming and Samantha found herself forced to choose between her boyfriend and the hottest best friend of her boyfriend, Caleb.

Sakura's diamonds · Teen
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144 Chs

Chapter 36 BLUE

Samantha’s POV

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Miggy lying on my bed, his eyes closed. He fell asleep waiting for me to finish taking a shower.

I took my time putting on the oversized shirt he picked up for me to wear before blow-drying my hair.

I lay on the bed next to him, but I did anything but sleep.

How could I?

When the man I loved slept peacefully beside me without knowing exactly what a horrible person I was. What a bitch I was for fucking his best friend.

I watched his face, shadowed from the dark room. The way his lashes met the tops of his cheeks, how his mouth slightly parted, and a light snore coming out.

His dark hair flopping to the side, meeting my white soft pillow. I watched him breathe in and out, and I smiled when he snuggled closer to me, wrapping his strong arm around my waist.

It was then that I started to cry. The weight of what I have done settling in. I held in my sobs, putting a hand over my mouth. Not caring if I could breathe or not.