Still wrapped in a silk sheet, Sabrina sat at the edge of the luxurious hotel bed, her expression smug. With a self-satisfied smile, she picked up her phone and dialed.

“Hello?” came Isabela’s groggy voice.

“Isa, wake up. The plan worked. I did it,” Sabrina said, her tone triumphant.

“You’re kidding—really? You and Arthur…?”

“Yes,” she replied, stretching lazily. “We slept together. He was insatiable. You could tell he hadn’t touched anyone in a long time.”

“What a wonderful update, Sabrina. No