Chapter 1

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Sophia Bailey's high-pitched scream pierced through the door. Gregory Grant's voice followed, panicked: "Keep it down! Sophia!"

His heavy breathing carried notes of both annoyance and guilt.


"You're so bad."

I could picture Sophia's pouty expression in his arms.

"Alright, alright, my fault... Guess I'll just have to... silence you properly..." Gregory murmured, his voice dropping lower.


Hearing this, I nearly burst out laughing.

Those cheesy lines straight from a bad porno. So cheap it was pathetic.


I wasn't surprised, nor did I plan to interrupt their little tryst. I simply pulled out my phone, adjusted the angle, and recorded everything—their breathless moans, their whispered words. Crystal clear audio, perfect video quality.

I'd been expecting this day. Sophia Bailey had always taken my things—toys, clothes, and now, apparently, men weren't off-limits either.

This boyfriend? Just pre-packaged trash, ready for her to collect.
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