The door wasnât locked, and she had nearly crossed the line with Hilliardâ¦
Was she also drunk? Or had his passionate gaze cast a spell on her?
She sighed and placed a hand to her forehead, filled with regret.
Then.
.
A rustling noise echoed from outside.
It seemed that the door had been locked from the other side.
Sensing this, Jennifer hurried towards the door and attempted to open it.
But it was too late.
âMom, unlock this door! Why have you trapped me in here?! This is Hilliardâs room.
Where do you expect me to sleep tonight?â
Presleyâs voice came from beyond the door.
âYouâre my daughter, and I understand you better than anyone.
Forget your principles for one night and seize this opportunity!â
Jennifer was infuriated.
âMom, what are you suggesting? Heâs drunk, and his judgment is clouded.
I wonât take advantage of him!â
Presley, however, remained resolute.
âCome on, you donât need to be bound by those rigid rules.
Iâm certain Hilliard wonât object.
Have no fear, Jennifer.
Iâm your biggest cheerleader.
Go and make your move.
â
âMom!â Jennifer exclaimed, her annoyance evident.
âPut an end to this nonsense and open the door!â
Presley said firmly, âGo on.
Itâs quick and easy.
If you canât make him yours tonight, Iâll be embarrassed on your behalf.
â
Jennifer was left utterly speechless.
Her anger towards Presley was so overwhelming that she struggled to find words.
She sunk into despair.
However, she had underestimated Presley.
A few minutes later, Jennifer heard the lock being turned.
She felt a rush of relief, thinking that Presley had had a change of heart and was about to let her out.
Abruptly, Presley tossed a small, plastic-wrapped item into the room through the cracked door and immediately locked it.
Jennifer picked it up and discovered it was a condom.
She was left dumbstruck.