The High-Class Pet

Summary

The aloof campus heartthrob sent me another photo of his abs.

I couldn't help myself: Hello, do you know you've sent this to the wrong person again?

He replied instantly: It's been a week. Aren't you going to ask who it was meant for?

Afraid of embarrassing him, I hurriedly typed: It's fine. I'll just pretend I didn't see anything.

But inside, I was terrified.

Terrified he'd discover my secret crush, my daily screen-licking, my stalking.

So I put on a brave face, deliberately parading around with my childhood friend.

Until the day Julian found my secret basement. With the cage.