Tisha moved quietly through the dining room, stacking plates and tidying the remnants of their dinner.

Her mind, however, wasn't on chores... it was on the audacious pose, she had just imagined the way she could drive him wild.

A mischievous idea formed, a playful spark in her eyes.

"Alex…" she purred, letting the syllable linger, her body swaying slightly as she leaned against the doorway.

Her eyes glimmered with mischief, lips curved in a slow, knowing smile. "Stay right here… five minutes. Then… come find me in my bedroom."

Alex raised an eyebrow, sensing the scheming in her tone. He settled into a chair, obedient yet curious, watching her with an amused smile.

He already knew she had something planned, and the anticipation only made his pulse quicken.

Just then, his system pinged, a discreet alert lighting up in his peripheral vision:

[Emotional dependency of Tisha: 95% ]

[Conquest Point gained : +5000]

Alex exhaled slowly, the realization washing over him... she was falling for him, deeply.

The force of her affection, her dependence, her trust... it surged through him, and with a sudden, commanding energy, he rose. The muscles in his legs flexed, steadying him as desire and curiosity coiled together.

His stride toward her bedroom was measured, deliberate, a fire igniting behind his eyes.

When he pushed the door open, the sight stopped him cold.

Tisha lay on the bed, reclining in exactly the same pose as Lila had flaunted in the message... back arched, legs slightly parted, one hand trailing through her hair, the other resting teasingly low.

Heat pooled low in his stomach, a shiver traveling down his spine. His jaw tightened, fingers twitching slightly against the air, resisting the pull to reach for her.

Her gaze met his instantly... dark, playful, daring. His heartbeat thundered in his chest, every nerve alive.

"Alex…" she whispered, a sultry, mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "I've been waiting."

Heat rushed through him, his heart thundering in his chest. Every nerve in his body responded instantly... desire, disbelief, and an almost intoxicating sense of challenge.

Tisha shifted slightly, rolling onto her side, her eyes never leaving his. "You like what you see?" she teased, her voice low and provocative. "Then… come claim me."

Alex's jaw tightened. The pose, the challenge, the audacity... it was everything Lila had tried to tempt him with, and yet, this was different. This was Tisha. His Tisha. And the thought of her wanting him, daring him… it ignited something almost primal.

Alex didn't hesitate. The tension between them was palpable, a current of desire crackling in the air. He crossed the room in long, measured steps, his eyes never leaving hers, drawn in by the fire she had ignited.

Tisha's fingers traced along the sheets, an invitation, a challenge. She held his gaze, unflinching, daring him to make the first move. Every heartbeat, every glance, every breath was charged with the unspoken anticipation of what was to come.

He lowered himself next to her, their closeness electric. Hands brushed, fingers intertwined, and the air seemed to sizzle with every motion. Every look, every soft laugh, every subtle brush of skin became a language of desire between them.

"You've been driving me crazy," he murmured, voice rough with longing.

"And you love it," she countered with a sly smile, tugging him closer, letting him feel the full weight of her presence.

Tisha's lips curved into a sly, knowing smile. "You know… I could feel you wanting me the moment you left the table. Don't try to hide it. I can feel your… excitement," she purred, voice dropping into a husky whisper. Her fingers brushed against his chest, tracing teasing patterns that made him shiver.

The room was filled with the sound of soft laughter, whispered words, and the tension of longing unbroken... a storm of emotion and desire that neither wanted to calm.

***

The warmth and quiet of the night outside Alex and Tisha's apartment lingered in the mind, but far across the city, in the quiet of a hospital room, a different kind of tension lingered.

The room was quiet save for the gentle hum of Nina's monitors and David's soft breathing.

They'd pushed the two narrow beds together to create more space, and now Linda lay beside her husband, staring at the ceiling as shadows from passing cars danced across the walls.

Nina slept peacefully in her bed, finally looking like the healthy child she was meant to be rather than a patient fighting for her life.

David had fallen asleep hours ago, exhausted from days of worry and the emotional turmoil.

But Linda's mind was elsewhere entirely.

He left to meet some girl, the thought circled through her mind like a vulture, persistent and consuming.

The image wouldn't leave her alone... Alex with another woman, someone younger, someone who could look at him without shame, without the weight of family obligation and moral boundaries.

The jealousy hit her like a physical pain, sharp and unexpected in its intensity. She pressed her palm against her chest, trying to understand what was happening to her.

Why are you feeling jealous? she questioned herself desperately. Are you really seeing him as a man? He's Danny's friend. You literally considered him as a son...

Tears gathered in her eyes as the full weight of her inappropriate feelings crashed over her. The shame was crushing, but beneath it was something worse... a longing so intense it made her breath catch.

Then why? she thought desperately. Why these feelings?

The more she tried to rationalize away her emotions, the stronger they became. Her thighs pressed together instinctively, trembling slightly as shame and longing collided.

Every attempt to convince herself this was just stress, just gratitude gone wrong, only served to highlight how deep her attraction had grown.

Is it love? The question terrified her. Or just lust?

But even as she wondered, her body was giving her the answer.

Heat pooled low in her stomach as unbidden images filled her mind... Alex's strong hands, the way he'd held her when she'd broken down, the masculine scent of him that had made her feel safe and desired all at once.

God, what's wrong with me? she thought, but her body was responding despite her shame.

Her mind conjured vivid, forbidden scenarios: Alex with that mystery woman, his hands exploring, his voice dropping to that deeper register that made Linda's spine tingle. And here she was, lying next to her husband, burning with jealousy and desire for a man she had no right to want.

Is she really? The question echoed in her mind as her arousal became impossible to ignore.

As the minutes passed, Linda found herself drowning in forbidden sensation.

The questions that had tormented her were fading, replaced by something far more dangerous... pure, overwhelming lust that made her clench her thighs together as heat flooded through her veins.

When it became unbearable, desperation drove her to attempt a solution that felt both logical and shameful.

Maybe if I try with David, she thought frantically. Maybe if I focus on him, these feelings will go away.

She turned toward her sleeping husband, pressing her heated body against his.

Her skin felt like it was on fire, and she hoped... prayed... that physical intimacy with David might somehow purge these inappropriate thoughts from her mind.

"David?" she whispered, her arms wrapping around him.

Half-awake, David let out a muffled, sleepy murmur. "Huh… what… happened, Linda?"

But she couldn't find the words. How could she explain the desperate arousal coursing through her body? How could she ask her husband to help her forget about another man without revealing the shameful truth?

"I..." she stuttered, shame flooding through her as she realized how she must sound. How can I ask him for my needs right now? Here, with Nina sleeping just feet away, forgetting everything about where we are, forgetting everything that matters?

But despite the shame, despite the inappropriateness of the location, she was desperate enough to try once more.

"Something happened to me, I'm... I'm feeling aroused," she whispered against his ear, her voice barely audible. "Please... do something."

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