Ana Oliveira Part 3
I could have run away, started crying, or gotten angry. But Josiah was single. He could do whatever he wanted with his life, and I had nothing to do with that crap. But I didn’t run; I stood there, with the damn laundry basket in my hands while my ex was with a beautiful woman right in front of me. I stared at the girl’s long, straight hair, completely blonde, her slender, sensual face, her body with few curves, and her ample breasts...
I leaned closer to the glass to see if he was at least wearing a condom, and yes, there was that latex layer. I gave Josiah a small smile as I closed the curtain. The girl didn’t notice me; she was completely lost in ecstasy, her mouth half-open and her eyes closed.
What an asshole! He didn’t even care that this was the room where he slept with his daughter, or did he not know that Júlia slept in my bed? I used to keep that curtain closed so no one from the studio could see me, but I could have looked out the window with his daughter in my arms...
And he expects me to believe he can be a good father to her.
I went downstairs with the laundry and put it in the machine, then grabbed my phone and sent a message to that number. The same one he used to send me a video of me drunk. He filmed me saying I loved him and then sent it to humiliate me.
"Is this what you think a good father does? What if I was at the window with your daughter?"
I sent the message and threw myself under the shower jets. I took a cold shower, because denying that the damn live porn hadn’t stirred something inside me would be a total lie.
I spent the night planning every step for my retaliation. He wanted to mess with my head, hurt me, make me suffer... Josiah knew me better than anyone, knew my weak points. He just forgot that I was also an expert on him. And now, my ex was going to burn too!
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