The Moment Of Weakness

1998 Words

Vivian stood in front of her mirror, adjusting the neckline of her fitted navy-blue dress. It was professional yet hugged her figure in a way that was hard to ignore. Beneath it, a set of red lace lingerie clung to her body—a bold, calculated choice she hadn’t entirely admitted to herself. Why did I even put this on? she thought, her lips curling into a sly smirk. Deep down, she knew the answer. The idea of working closely with Christopher not only in the hospital but I'm his office was thrilling in a way she couldn’t quite explain. As she adjusted her dress one last time, the door to her room creaked open, and Lola, her roommate and best friend, leaned against the frame with an all-too-knowing grin. “Well, well, well,” Lola drawled, her tone dripping with mischief. “Look at you, all d

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