Husband With Benefits

Kael walked into the hostel and stopped in front of the closed door. His plan had worked perfectly. By not replying to her since the weekend, he had made sure she would be on edge, wondering if he was coming over or not. He knew his tactic had succeeded when he received a message from her this morning, asking if he was coming. Satisfaction curled within him—he had her right where he wanted, anxious and uncertain, just as he’d planned.

Quietly, he knocked on the door and waited for a response, curious to see how she would react when she saw him. He had already predicted two possible scenarios. One, she would show anger at him for not replying, which would require him to coax her back into a good mood. The second option was that she would jump into his arms, eager to use the opportunity he’d given her. A smirk tugged at his lips. While he would enjoy her throwing herself at him, he had a feeling she might go for the first option, which would make the game even more interesting.

Of course, he wanted to sleep with her. She was sexy and undeniably beautiful. But that would come later—something he hadn’t bothered to share with Kit. First, Dora needed to confess her love, and then he would humiliate her to satisfy Kit’s desire for revenge.

But once that was done, Kael had already decided he would reel her back in. Dora was different from other girls. She didn’t immediately fall at his feet, and that was a refreshing change. So, once the revenge was over, he might keep her around, maybe even try dating her for a while. After all, she intrigued him, and that was something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

A voice inside him called him a jerk for being so ruthless but he ignored that. After all, she was the one who had played with Kit’s emotions first by misleading him. And as for her ’hurt’,he;d just throw some money to soothe it. Wasn’t that the reason why she’d dated Kit in the first place? So that he would give her some luxury?

Kael frowned when no one immediately opened the door, the sense of satisfaction slipping slightly. He knocked again, this time with more insistence. Finally, the door creaked open, and he put on his most charming smile, expecting to see Dora’s face light up. But instead, he was greeted by another woman—one with thick glasses perched on her nose, glaring at him with clear irritation.

"Why are you knocking so much?" she hissed, her tone sharp and annoyed. "The door is open, so just come inside."

Kael’s smile faltered, caught off guard by the unexpected encounter. He quickly masked his surprise and checked to see the door number, expecting to have come to the wrong door. But the woman continued with narrowed eyes, "And what’s with the flowers? Didn’t you bring any books? Who brings flowers to a study group?"