Lila’s POVI sat on the soft couch between the three men, my hands shaking slightly around the wine glass. The rich red liquid warmed my throat as I took another sip. Victor’s hand rested on my knee, his touch light but firm. The other two men, whose names I still did not know, watched me with eyes full of hunger. My heart raced so fast I thought it might burst from my chest.“What am I doing here?” I whispered, more to myself than to them.Victor leaned in closer, his breath warm on my neck. “You are here because you need this, Lila. Your husband leaves you alone again and again. Does he even look at you anymore?”I shook my head slowly. The words hurt because they felt true. “Mark is always busy with work. He says he loves me but his actions show something else. Still, this is wrong. I am a married woman.”One of the other men, with dark hair and a strong jaw, smiled and poured more wine into my glass. “Call me Jake. And this is Ryan,” he said, nodding to his friend. “We see a beaut
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