Chapter 1 Sweet Temptation 1

*Prologue* My name is Liam. I became obsessed with my employer's wife. We became sex partners but just three weeks after meeting her, I died. Sex killed me. A fucking pussy killed me. Funny, isn't it? Three weeks. That's all it took for my life to change completely. If I had known how those three weeks would end, how addicted I would get to fucking her everyday, I would have walked away the moment I met her. But I didn't and that's where my story begins. Chapter 1 The cleaner arrived at The Sapphire Club early that morning, just like she did every other day. She came in for her usual morning duties, expecting the club to be as quiet as it normally was at that hour. The place was unusually quiet. She walked through the entrance and began making her way inside, carrying the cleaning supplies she had brought with her. She was about to start her work when something caught her attention. She stopped. Her eyes went straight to the white tiles beneath her feet. There was blood on them. At first, she thought maybe she was seeing things. She blinked a few times and looked again. It was blood. Her heart immediately started beating faster. "What happened here?" she muttered under her breath. She slowly moved closer, following the trail of blood across the white tiles. The more she walked, the more nervous she became. Just as she was about to get closer to the source, she noticed something else. A white shirt, possibly a man's shirt, had been placed over part of the bloodstained area. She stood there for a moment, staring at it. Her hands began to shake slightly. She didn't know why but something about the sight made her uncomfortable. Still, she slowly bent down and picked up the shirt. The moment she lifted it, she froze. There was blood all over the place. Her eyes widened as she looked around, trying to understand what had happened. Where was all this blood coming from? She slowly turned her head, scanning the Sapphire Club. Nothing. The place looked almost normal but the blood on the floor told a completely different story. She took another careful look around, trying to trace where it had come from. Then, just as she was turning toward the swimming pool, she saw something in the water. She stopped breathing. Her eyes remained fixed on the pool. There was a body floating inside it. For a few seconds, she couldn't move. She simply stood there, staring at the lifeless body floating in the water. Then reality hit her. "Ah!" Her scream echoed through the quiet club. She stumbled backward, almost losing her balance as fear took over her body. Her shout immediately drew the attention of the security guards. They rushed toward her, wondering what had happened. "What is the problem?" one of them asked. The cleaner couldn't answer immediately. She was still shaking badly, her eyes fixed on the swimming pool. She raised her trembling hand and pointed toward the water. The security guard followed the direction of her finger. The moment he saw the body, his expression changed. He quickly understood why she was screaming. "Stay here," he said. He reached for his phone with trembling hands and immediately dialed 911. "This is The Sapphire Club in Miami, Florida," he said urgently. "There's a body floating in the swimming pool. We need the police here immediately." He ended the call and looked back at the pool. The cleaner was still standing beside him, shaking in fear. Neither of them said another word. They simply stared at the body floating silently in the water, waiting for the police to arrive. Three weeks earlier... Elena Whitmore is living what looks like a perfect life. She is a successful lawyer with a good reputation at her firm, a loving family and a beautiful home. From the outside, there is hardly anything anyone can point at and call a problem. She has two children, Sebastian and Amelia Whitmore. Both attend college and are busy with their own studies and lives. Elena is proud of them and always tries to make sure they have everything they need. Her family is the kind people admire. She has been married to Alexander Whitmore for twenty years and to everyone around them, their marriage seems just as perfect. They attend family events together, smile for pictures together, support each other in public and never give anyone a reason to question their relationship. Even at Elena's law firm, people know her as a married woman with a beautiful family. "Elena, do you have a minute?" one of her colleagues asks as she walks into her office. Elena looks up from the documents on her desk. "Sure. What's going on?" "The client for the two o'clock meeting just called. He says he'll be here earlier than expected." Elena glances at the clock. "How early?" "About thirty minutes." She sighs softly and picks up the file in front of her. "Then I guess I have thirty minutes to prepare." Her colleague smiles. "You always prepare anyway." Elena laughs quietly. "That's because I don't like surprises." She returns her attention to the documents, looking every bit like the confident lawyer everyone knows her to be. Her career is going well, her children are doing well, her marriage looks perfect but appearances can be deceiving. Behind the closed doors of her home, things aren't as perfect as they seem. Elena and Alexander have been married for twenty years and while they still care about each other, something between them has slowly changed over the years. Especially when it comes to intimacy. The kind of sex life they once had is no longer the same. There are moments when Elena lies beside her husband at night and feels strangely alone, even though he is right there beside her. No smooching, no touching, not even a cuddle. She doesn't want another family, she doesn't want another life, she simply wants to feel wanted again. She wants to feel desired and deep inside, Elena is beginning to long for it.