Perilous Liaison

he afternoon sun bathed the room in light, and his thoughts wandered as he watched the city spread out before him. He had always found it fas

everyone knew, the part he showed proudly, the part that made him a respected man in certai

look at his client, who was struggling to

said as he approached the

panting breaths, you killed me, b

in a few hours, he would no longer be that personal trainer, dedicated to transforming bodies a

te the type of life he led once the sun disappeared. Logan knew how to keep up appearances. His phone vibrated on the cof

e. 9 p.m. Regular c

demanding clients, a woman who knew what she wanted and tolerated no half-measures. Every encounter wit

e he had to meet her. She had this gift of destabilizing him, of breaking down the barriers he t

ge of this respite to take a shower, letting the hot water flow over his muscular body, washing away th

appreciated refinement and luxury, and Logan always made sure to meet her expe

rsonal trainer. He was no longer Logan Carter, the man with the respectable job and daytime h

he crossed the lobby without paying attention to the curious looks of the other g

a familiar sight. There she was, sitting in a leather armchair, a glass of champagne in hand, her legs crossed eleg

lowly, as if every movement was calc

as beautiful, incredibly beautiful, but above all she exuded a raw power, an ove

d him the glass of champagne she had in her hand, and he accepted it, al

he asked, although the question seem

Logan replied, looking h

men around her. Logan had learned to play this game, to enter his world without

d, her finger gently brushing the sleeve of his suit. I've

just talking about time. Camilla never did anything halfway. Sh

ngs, he replied calmly, a subtle reminder

a mixture of surprise a

It's just a matter of pleasu

ment could become much more complicated if he didn't play his cards correc

omplying with the rules of the

oved even closer, until she

Logan, yo

tion. A game in which Logan knew he had to remain careful, oth

t was just beginning, and that the real issues, those that would

he called an "exclusive contract", he had expected something more than the usual polite exchanges and games of seduction. Cam

ckly as possible. A shiver of annoyance ran down his spine. The day before, she had spoken to him about a possible more regular contract, but h

whispered, her fingers brushing his

make him uncomfortable. But clearly, she wasn't joking. Looking at the message, h

gent, James, who c

hs. She is ready to pay a huge amount. You will no longer ha

inding himself linked solely to Camilla for six months was already weighing on him. It was intense, demandin

out it, he repl

gh Logan could only imagine him

re than you could earn in two years. It gives you time to breathe, to concent

satisfied with the basic agreement. She has a kind

aughed

game for her, a power game. And she found the pe

id than done. She had this way of penetrating his thoughts, pushing him to push his limits

ally a

more intimate setting. She had booked a suite in an even more luxurious hotel than usual, a place where opulence seemed to be the only

tly, his white shirt contrasting with his lightly tanned complexion. The tension in his bod

black dress, which hugged her curves with maddening precision. Her blonde hair fell in cascades

ly, getting up to join

while observing her gestures. I imagine y

kle in her eye, an

r slide along the buttonhole of his suit. I wanted you here t

ghtly amused bu

me, what doe

ut this time her gaze w

hs, you don't look at anyone else. You only care about

saw way beyond that. She wanted to control him, not only his time, but maybe even his thought

rrangement? he asked, trying to

hat he could smell her captivating sc

life you can't even imagine. I offer you the exclusivity of