"Who is it?" Cade opened the door and was shocked to see Wendy.
"Hey." She shot him a seductive glare.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Why are you here?" Wendy found her way into his room.
"Why are you coming into my room? What do you wanna do?"
"Why, why, why, why, why? How many questions should I answer?" She sat on his bed, her round hips crossing each other, wanting him so bad.
"Answer all. Isla didn't tell me you were coming. And if you're coming anywhere, its not my room and you comfortably sitting on my bed. Its not ideal."
"This is my friend's house. Who are you to tell me what's ideal?"
"It doesn't matter. I stay here. If you want Isla you'll have to go to the living room. That's where visitors are meant to be hosted."
"This is not a master bedroom or something. I'm a visitor, and any extra room in a house is a visitors' room. So I'm meant to stay here." Wendy folded her arms.
"The room is claimed. There is another room next when you go outside. So get out." Cade shouted.
"You're sounding rude. You didn't even ask me if I needed anything."
"You came here telling Isla you signed a gig for her with BigEllie. Since you know she must be out by now, I don't see any reason you'll wanna come here."
"Hm." Wendy rolled her eyes.
"I've been meaning to talk to you."
"Let's go talk about it in the living room."
"Let's stay here and talk, I promise you when I'm done I'll leave."
"Bring it on." He sat next to her on the bed, all ears for whatever she wanted to talk about.
"Cade, I...I like you."
"What?" Cade shot her a glare.
"Yeah. I...I thought about it and I just..."
"But you have a boyfriend!" Wendy jolted at his yell.
"I do but... you don't have to worry about him. I'll break up with him, just to have you." Wendy traced her fingers on his back but he yanked her off.
"Just stop this, Wendy. You coming in this dress, I knew you were up to something."
"Cade, just don't refuse me. Give me your love and in return, I'll give you my body."
"What body?" Cade stood up frustrated.
"Wendy, get out." Wendy stood up and moved close to Cade, caressing his chest.
"Just stop this!" He threw her hand away from him.
"Cade, no!" She tried to force herself on him but Cade pushed her. She nearly hit her head but she smirked when she realized her strong grip on the sheets had saved her.
"Cade..."
"I've given you a lot of chances to go out. But you are too obstinate. Plus, if Isla comes in here now, she won't spare you."
"Why? Why won't she spare me? You're her house manager, and you're my lover. What if I tell Isla I'm gonna be dating you and breaking up with my boyfriend?" Cade stopped himself from spilling the beans about the relationship to Wendy. He angrily pulled Wendy and tried to throw her out of the room but her voice turned firm and strong.
"HEY!" He let her go.
"Isla is not gonna come. Because I've drugged her and locked her up in a room. Let's just have this one night! No one is gonna find out. You don't even have a girlfriend – right?" Cade didn't respond.
"You are the one being obstinate here. One night stand with the goddess before you or think about losing Isla Sinclair. Tick, tock." Wendy was ticking her fingers and giving Cade a cruel stare. A gasp escaped Cade's lips.
"How could you be so cruel to her? And you claim you're her best friend!"
"I am. I'm just getting love the hard way, if it doesn't come easy."
"I don't love you."
"Then who do you love? Someone else? Tell me who the bitch is."
"Yes. I love someone else. I love her and I'll protect her with everything I have."
"Then protect Isla the same way you're protecting this mystery woman. Are you making love with me or... am I killing her?"
"Don't you dare touch Isla." He clenched his fists, and his expression was scornful.
"Why are you so possessive towards Isla? She's a freaking boss – I mean you could have another boss, right?"
"Are we doing this?" Wendy continued her caress with her fingers. Cade was confused.
One look at this girl, she's disgusting.
Another look at her, she'll kill Isla.
"Nothing must happen to my Isla..." He thought inwardly.
"Fine." Without having Wendy telling him, he took off his tank top and for the first time, Wendy saw his rock and fiery abs up close. She caressed him until he walked to the bed himself. Wendy wrapped his arms around his shoulders and started kissing him hungrily, stroking his hair. Cade just had to respond, and the fire burning in him made him push Wendy and tore his way, opening her dress. Wendy moaned, ready for the insane moment.
"This is total betrayal! How could Wendy ask us to drug Isla Sinclair? Its obviously wrong."
"I thought they were best friends. The poor girl looks paralyzed."
"What do you expect from someone that does gigs with Rhea Sinclair?"
"So everything she posts tagging Rhea Sinclair on handles is nothing but fake!" The workers in BigEllie chatted about Wendy.
"How dare she do something like this?"
"If I had my way, I would have reported her to the police."
"Isla's security tracks are not active at all. Couldn't they have followed her or something?"
"Hey you, how could you even think about calling the police?" An audio message beeped in the official's phone.
"Someone messaged!"
"Its Wendy." Everyone surrounded her to check what Wendy had sent. The official played the voice message and it was the moaning sounds made by Wendy and Cade making out live.
"Wow."
"Wendy is so hot!"
"She should totally feature in one of the top hot romance movies!"
"Like this sounds like heaven."
"Cloud nine."
"No way, this is totally hell."
"Are they even protected?"
"I don't think so, Wendy sounds so intense, she might die!"
"Oh, gawd. I never knew Wendy was so illegal." They all laughed and played the sound message, repeatedly, laughing away their time.
"Enough....enough..." By now Wendy was out of breath, sweating heavily after about three hours make out she made Cade pass through. Even Cade was sweaty, laid tiredly on the bed beside Wendy's stark nakedness.
"Gawd, Cade, you're the best." Wendy licked her lips.
"Shut up."
"Are you gonna be rude? Do you want Isla to die?"
"Don't threaten me. We're done, so I don't see a reason you should kill Isla."
"This is the first part of the whole game. The second part is... There's a camera around here, that has recorded a tape." Cade rose from the bed in shock. Wendy rose up too, with a wicked smile on her face. Cade's eyes searched for the camera.
"How dare you? How...how did you manage to put a camera..."
"You don't need to worry about that. Isla will be freed and she'll be back to this house. But you have to choose again - should the video go to Isla's inbox or the internet?"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because I love you. Because I want you. Because I've had the best moment with you and I want to experience it everyday."
"You're such a terrible bitch. I'll tell Isla everything I've done!"
"Really? You'll tell Isla that we had sex? Well yeah, of course she won't see anything wrong about it. She doesn't like my boyfriend."
"Isla's inbox or social media? You're picking one, else I'm not leaving here. Isla will have to see us herself!"
"Don't try to send that video to Isla."
"Then should I post it?"
"No."
"Choose one." Cade got down the bed, tied a towel down his waist and pulled Wendy. He dragged her to the door and threw her out.
"Get out!" Wendy wanted to make another entry but Cade closed his door and locked it from outside.
"Let me walk you out." Cade was trying his best not to get even more angry.
"Why shouldn't I send the video to Isla? I just wanna make my friend prouder. She doesn't like my boyfriend and if she sees me with you in the video, she'll be really excited."
"She won't."
"Why? Are you dating?"
"Yes! Isla and I are into a serious relationship." Wendy's eyes widened with a gasp.
"What? A...and you are hiding it?"
"Yes, Wendy."
"You...you could have told me."
"That is not an excuse for you to come to my room and rape me!" Wendy laughed evilly.
"Rape? You lied on me, kissed me, stroked my fire, suckled on my nipples..."
"Wendy, just stop this."
"Well that doesn't mean I still won't do what I want to."
"What do you need? Should I give you money, so Isla won't find out."
"Money? I don't need any money. Do you want me to send this video to Isla Sinclair or I come here every time I need you?"
"Wendy. We're not doing this again." He lifted her on his shoulders abruptly and she was kicking repeatedly.
"Put me down!!" Wendy screamed on top of her voice. He threw her out of the house, ran upstairs, took her things and threw it on her head.
"Cade, I'm stripped!"
"Does it look like I care?" Cade shut the door.
"Shit. What have you done, Cade?" He buried his face in her hands and regretted his action.
"Should I call the police?" He thought. He took his phone and saw that Julie had called him.
"Hey." He called her back.
"Hi, Cade! Why do you sound so sad? Wait, let's video call." A few minutes later, Julie called again on video call.
"Hi, again. Are you sweating? Your hair looks messy. What's going on?" Julie was curious and worried.
"I've...I've..I've cheated."
"Cheated? What do you mean?"
"Wendy was here."
"Why did she come over? Didn't she know Isla was at BigEllie?"
"She...she suddenly knocked my room door. When I opened, she came in and told me she liked me."
"Like? Doesn't she love her boyfriend anymore? What even gave her the right to say that? Did she tell Isla first before mentioning that she wanted to date you? How dare she?" Julie was furious.
"She...she forced me to..to have sex with her."
"What? Are you insane? And you did?" Cade nodded.
"Fuck. How could you be such a monster? How did she charm you?" Julie thundered.
"She said if I didn't do it, she'd kill Isla. Isla didn't go for a shoot at BigEllie. Isla could have been drugged and kidnapped by Wendy!"
"What? How could she do that?" Julie was crying.
"She's such a disappointment. But wait, did she show you proof that she had Isla?" Julie asked.
"No she didn't. She just said so."
"That's foolish of you! She could have been lying so she could get into you! Cade, c'mon...you should have known better."
"I know, right? And she's saying she'll send the tape to Isla."
"How did that witch record a tape?"
"There are cameras in my room. I wonder how it got there."
"I just had a strange feeling. Go to your room now." Cade ran upstairs to his room and on opening the door, a thug in a black hoodie was out his window with a camera.
"HEY!"
"Wait a minute, Julie. Someone was here."
"She could have sent the person. Why is Wendy doing this? She could have just told us if she liked you. Why does she want you so bad? Did you guys get protected?"
"She didn't have any protection."
"Oh, shit. Cade, you disappointed me. Did she send it to Isla?"
"I don't know. Only you can help me, Julie. You...only you understands my plight."
"What plight? You were the foolish one."
"I don't wanna lose Isla. You have to explain to her if she sees the video. I can't face her if Wendy sends the video."
"Cade, calm down. Isla told me that - that you two don't have any emotional attachments. So I don't think she should be bothered if you make love to someone else."
"Why did she say that?"
"She doesn't love you. She's only with you because she has this intense urge. And since she doesn't have a husband, doesn't it look like she's paying you for house management and romance?" Cade was heartbroken.
"But you know what, if Isla says she doesn't love you, its a lie for me. Isla has been in love with you since the very first day you stepped into her house and I'm 100% sure about that. I'm her best friend, I've been with her since childhood. What she feels with you, she has never felt it with any other man. With you she feels safe, and with you she feels like a woman again. With you she feels ordinary. With Brian, Jake and Nigel, she has always felt like a celebrity but with you, she feels like a commoner. Have you guys ever tried ordinary food? Do you see how happy she gets, when its with you? But for other guys, she sees herself as perfection. Do you know what she told me once? That you are the only man who has never painted her perfect. She loves you for who you are. If Wendy sends the video, let her get angry then your tactics to bring her back to you. Why are you not willing to let her go? Why did you sleep with Wendy? It was for her - even if Wendy didn't really have her, but at the mention of her being killed. You were ready to do anything. Are you going to keep on saying this isn't love, but obsession and desire?"