286 Chapter 286: She Thought Being Betrayed By Him (1/2)

Kylie sat cross-legged on her bed, staring at her phone, unaware that she'd bitten through the skin on her lower lip. There was a sense of foreboding at the sight of the anonymous video shown in her email's inbox. After a moment, she gathered her courage and opened it up.

Dora's bedroom appeared on the screen. At first, it was empty, but Dora quickly came into view. She was wearing pajamas, and it wasn't long before she climbed into bed. She looked like she was ready for sleep. As she made herself comfortable through, a tall figure suddenly entered the scene. His entire body could be seen, but his head was out of the frame.

The man leaned over Dora and kissed her on the back of her neck. As he did so, Kylie caught a look at his hair. It was cut short, like Ethan's. Until she knew for sure who the man was, though, she refused to believe that it was Ethan. That being said, she was holding the phone so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

She wanted to turn away, but like a car crash, she could not.

After a few movements, the man began to take Dora's clothes off. As he did this, Dora's hands roamed his back, and she kissed his neck. Once her pants and panties were off, and her shirt was open, he began to kiss her neck, clavicle, breasts, and nipples.

As he kissed her, he played with her breasts, squeezing, pinching, and kneading them while he ran light circles around her areola. His hand found her cunt, and as he rubbed her clitoris, she began to moan. ”I am yours,” he gasped. ”My body, soul, and cock; they all belong to you.”

Hearing those words, Kylie began to cry. Those were Ethan's words, and that was Ethan's voice. As soon as she recognized the voice, she shut the video off. She had seen enough. The point had been made. She'd trusted Ethan, but he'd betrayed her!

Kylie couldn't make heads or tails of what she'd seen, though. She thought that she'd taken good care of his needs but, perhaps, he'd always loved Dora more, and she'd just been a substitute. Kylie dropped her phone to the floor and began to tug at her hair, one or two threads at a time. The pain was immediate, sharp, and distracting. When she was younger, she'd been a cutter. Through the process of healing, she'd become a puller, and then she'd no longer had any need to self-harm.

The need was upon her once again, though, and it shamed her. By the time she'd pulled out a good patch of hair from the back of her head, she was bawling. Her tears were like a flood of water bursting from a dike. The torrent was so strong that she could barely see.

For one, Ethan had spent an unexplainable amount of time with Dora. She felt stupid, and it made her angry to think that she had been taken for a fool – and proven to be a fool!

Kylie jumped out of bed and pulled down a suitcase from the top of the wardrobe. As she looked at everything that she wore through, and she realized that none of it belonged to her. Her entire wardrobe belonged to Ethan. Kylie sighed, dressed, grabbed her phone, and headed out the bedroom door. Just as she reached the hallway, she remembered the necklace that was around her neck. Ethan had said that it was a symbol of his love for her and that she would die if she took it off.

Kylie snorted as she recalled his words. Without thought, she ripped it off of her neck and threw it on the bed. Surely, when he saw it, he would get the message she was sending.

On her way out, she sat down with Lucy and gave her a large sum of money. During the time that they'd known each other, Kylie had come to see Lucy as a mother figure. She hugged Lucy and said, ”Work is getting so busy that I won't be able to come home at night. I may not be back for a long time. Please take the money as a bonus for all that you've done for me.”

At first, Lucy refused the money. She said, ”I am a simple woman. I have no use for such a large sum.”