Samira realized she was in trouble. She had been so foolish, so blinded by her own emotions that she had fallen straight into his trap and had sex with him. This shrewd man had manipulated her into agreeing to his demands, using her own weakness against her.
"How was that?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm, breaking through her thoughts.
Samira's vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes. "How? How could you do this to me?" she demanded, her voice trembling with anger and betrayal.
The man chuckled, his laugh sending a wave of tremors down her spine. "Darling, I did nothing until now. I'll not do anything to harm you. Just do as I say. These photos will remain safe with me, trust me."
"What if I get caught?" she whispered, frightened.
"Samira, you are smart enough to carry out our plan without getting caught," he retorted, his tone growing increasingly menacing. "Go...I don't want to hear 'no'."
Beep
The line went dead.
