A few weeks into our collaboration, it became clear the team was an exceptional bunch. Every single one of them felt like genuine friends, and, truth be told, they were all pretty damn attractive. Those last three days together had been nothing short of incredible. It was a Friday night, just past midnight, and there I was, tucked in bed with a novel in hand. My laptop sat beside me, but I was gearing up to finally surrender to sleep. Yet strangely, my eyes seemed to stretch wider every minute, despite the fact I usually fall asleep within five minutes.
All around me, the night whispered softly, the laptop’s faint light dancing against the darkness. But the novel’s words blurred as my mind wandered back to them—their laughs, their smiles, the way they looked. A heavy tiredness tugged at me, yet something restless stirred deep inside, refusing to let go. Then my phone vibrated softly, snapping me out of my wandering thoughts. There it was - a message from one of the team, plain at first glance, but loaded with an unspoken invitation.
The atmosphere shifted palpably—the night thick with anticipation and hidden desires. I shut the novel, pushed the laptop away, and surrendered to the pull of the unknown awaiting me. This was only the opening act, but the thrill of what was coming sent a shiver down my spine. Ready to unravel the layers of this intense, tangled web? Jump in now.