Chapter 5 – Callisto
As I lay on my bed reading the smutty book Jack picked up for me in town, I let myself get lost in it. The painfully slow burn finally breaks—he kisses her. The tension spills into something hungry, and my breath catches. I keep reading, stomach flipping with each word as the characters start fucking in vivid detail. Pressure builds between my legs, and I let my hand drift under the blanket.
Then—the lights flicker. My door handle jiggles violently, followed by pounding.
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