Chapter 87
Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend
Itâs Time!
I had to break up with him.
The thought echoed in my mind repeatedly.
If I broke up with him, all of my problems would be solved.
Why didnât I just do it?
This whole time, Iâd been obsessed with my childish revenge plan. I wanted to make Vincent regret betraying me. I wanted him to pay the price.
So what did I do? I slept with Aaron, his best friend.
And what did I get out of it? A messy relationship thatâs ruined my progress at work. An unparalleled sexual experi ence⦠God, I never thought sex could be such a beautiful thingâ¦
Stop!
I blushed and forced those thoughts out of my head.
Regardless, the truth was that it wasnât good for me to stay with Vincent any longer. Iâd rather learn fro m Nick and spend my time doing something meaningful than waste it on a scumbag like that.
I thought itâd be a good idea to break up with him on Christmas Day, as a present to myself.
Iâm sure itâd be memorable for Vincent.
As for Aaronâ¦
I honestly didnât know how to handle my relationship with him. I couldnât even concentrate on my experiments lately with him in my mind.
It was holding back my efficiency, but when I thought about ending things with him, I couldnât do it.
In the end, he was just my fuck buddy, so nothing real could develop between us⦠But he always did things that made me think he liked me.
At the end of the day, only he knew how he felt about me. I didnât want to dwell on it, so I decided to listen to my heart and live in the moment.
With my mind made up, I let out a long breath and felt my whole body relax.
Then Vincent called me.
âVincent? I actually needed to talk to youâ¦â
âHey, babe. Wanna go out with me tonight?â
The moment the call connected, I heard a womanâs voice coming from the other side. Even though it was brief, I knew it was Emily.
I frowned. Even though I already made up my mind to break up with him, it still made me angry to know he was carelessly messing around with other women. I couldnât figure out what he was trying to do. If he was with Emily, why was he calling me?
âWhere?â I pretended I didnât hear her.
Vincent sounded relieved. âDo you have time tonight? My friendâs throwing an early Christmas getâ
together before we see our families. Did you wanna come?â
I raised my eyebrows. Emily was right next to him, yet he called me to invite me to the party. Did he think I wouldnât want to go?
It was true though. I didnât want to. Vincentâs friends always found all kinds of excuses to get together and drink. All they did was play games and talk about women, which wasnât interesting to me.
But I knew that Vincent was counting on me not going so that he could take Emily, and I wasnât going to let him get away with it.
I tried to sound interested. âWho else is going?â
âUh⦠Everyoneâ¦â As soon as he said that, I heard a sharp slap. Emily mustâve hit him for saying that.
I snorted. âIf everyoneâs going, then I donât wanna be left out. Come pick me up.â
The line went silent for a few seconds, and I asked in mock confusion, âWhatâs wrong? Would that be inconvenient? You didnât want to take someone else, did youâ¦?â
âOf course not!â Vincent hastily denied it. âJust wait there, babe. Iâm coming.â
âDonât make me wait too long!â I hung up, satisfied knowing that Emily would be miserable at the party.
I stood in front of my closet picking an outfit. Once upon a time, I wouldâve chosen a relatively conservative dress, but today was a special day.
Not only did I have to outdo Emily, but I had to officially break up with Vincent. On top of that, I would finally sort things out with Aaron.
I decided to honor my heart and enjoy myself before having a lonely Christmas.
My eyes scanned the many dresses in my closet before they finally landed on a tight black dress. The same one I bought with Aaronâs card.
I didnât know if Aaron was going to be there tonight, but Vincent said everyone would be there. That had to include him, right?
Aaron was the real neuroscientist in our relationship. Even though we hadnât talked in a while, I couldnât help but think about him. I even chose the dress because I knew heâd like it best.
The dress had a low neckline, and it pushed my breasts together until it almost looked like they were going to pop out. The material wrapped so tightly around my ass that it made it difficult to walk. But when I saw myself in the mirror, I felt like it was worth it.
I put on stockings, 8 centimeter red heels, and bright lipstick.
Now I was ready for battle.
Snow began to fall past my window as I picked up a diamond ring from the jewelry box. I put it on as solemnly as a knight armed himself with his sword.
The Cartier ring was from Aaron. It had shown up on my desk the day after he threw away the engagement ring Vincent gave me. The funny thing was that Vincent never found out about it.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
My dress, jacket, and ring were all from Aaron. If anything, I felt like his fianceâ¦
God, what was I thinking?!
I lightly slapped my face a few times to snap myself out of it, and then I slipped on my heels. Just as I re the door, I turned back, remembering something else Aaron got me.
I stared at my blushing face in the mirror, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to pull a plastic bag out of the bottom of my closet. I reached in an out thong that Aaron bought me, but I couldnât bring myself to look at it.
âYouâre such a slutâ¦â I muttered to myself, but I still pulled on the lacy thong with shaking hands.
Then I dialed Vincent.
âIâm ready.â
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