The next morning

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the blinds as Dejan sat at the kitchen table, nursing a coffee. Sara sauntered in, wearing one of his oversized shirts, the hem barely covering her thighs, her hair tousled like she’d planned to look this effortlessly hot. She poured herself a mug, leaning against the counter with a playful little smile, watching him watch her.

“Alright, Sara, I gotta ask,” Dejan started, setting his cup down, his brow furrowed. “What the hell was that last night? All that dirty talk, calling yourself… what was it, ‘just a pair of fat tits for me to use’? That’s not you. I mean, are you even the same person anymore? Where’d all that come from?”

Sara tilted her head, taking a slow sip of her coffee, her eyes sparkling with mischief over the rim. “Relax, babe,” she said, her tone smooth and teasing. “I’ve been poking around online, checking out what guys are into. Thought I’d surprise you and make you happy. And judging by last night, I hit the mark, didn’t I?”

He blinked, rubbing the back of his neck, still unsure. “Yeah, it worked. Fuck, it more than worked. But… it’s just such a shift. I’m still trying to get my head around it.”

She stepped closer, placing a hand lightly on his shoulder, her touch warm and inviting. “I get it, hon. It’s a lot. But hey, since I’ve got you all flustered, maybe you could help me keep this energy up? I’ve been eyeing a new phone… and some cute outfits to wear for you. Wouldn’t hurt to treat me a little, right?” Her voice was soft, suggestive, paired with a coy tilt of her head.

“Course, anything for you, Sara,” he said, almost on autopilot, his eyes flicking to her curves under the shirt. “Just let me know what you want.”

*Perfect. Wrapped around our finger,* Lilith purred internally, a smug edge to her voice.

*Such an obedient boy. He’ll buy us the stars if we play this right,* Eve added, their shared consciousness buzzing with triumph.

*Keep the charm on. Reel him in slow and steady,* Lilith schemed, delighting in their control.

Sara’s smile turned flirtatious as she leaned down, her lips brushing near his ear. “You’re too good to me, babe. And you know, I couldn’t help but notice how much you liked spoiling me already.” She straightened up, her fingers delicately tracing the golden necklace at her throat—a gift he’d eagerly gotten her after one of their heated encounters. She cupped her breasts lightly through the shirt, lifting them just enough to draw his gaze, and gave a playful giggle. “This gold just makes these look like the sweetest treasure, don’t you think? Something worth cherishing every time you’re close to me.”

Dejan swallowed hard, a flush creeping up his neck. “Yeah, damn, it does. You look… unreal with it on.”

“Thought you’d agree,” she said, tossing him a wink as she sashayed back to grab her coffee.

"Thank you so much for the gifts babe, It makes me remember how much you really think of me when you're gone, and it reminds me of you every single second. I'm so lucky to be with you." she said.

“I'm the lucky one, really” he replied, voice low, already hooked on her every word. He didn’t catch the calculated glint in her eye, the way she sipped her drink with the confidence of someone who knew they had the upper hand. Internally, Lilith and Eve reveled in their victory. They had him—docile and eager to please, a puppet ready to shower her with gifts just to keep her near, to keep living out his fantasies. And they had every intention of stretching this game out for all it was worth.