She Tested My Mate, I Broke Her Chapter 03

She Tested My Mate, I Broke Her Chapter 03

Over the next few days, I kept playing the role of heartbroken Jack over DM.

I kept chatting with her without agreeing to meet or break up with “Chloe.”

She grew more desperate, her messages more explicit.

“Hey, big guy. Need some company? I’m obedient. I’ll be your little secret.” She sent more photos, each one more revealing than the last.

Meanwhile, she asked me about Jack to my face.

“He’s been distant lately,” I said, setting down my coffee. “Barely talks to me. Always on his phone, hiding the screen. Do you think he’s seeing someone else?”

A flicker of triumph crossed her face before she masked it with concern. “Oh, I’m sure it’s nothing! He’s probably just stressed. Give him some space.”

That night, she sent the fake account another set of photos. This time wearing something with barely-there straps.

I saved every single one.

Time to reel her in.

I replied: [My mate seemed innocent but was actually a slut. I need proof you’re different. Prove that your wild side is just for me.]

[I can be whatever you want me to be.] She answered immediately.

[Good girl.] I typed back. [Here’s your first test. I’m sending you something. Do exactly what I say. If you pass, we’ll meet.]

The package contained a high-end remote-controlled device. Powerful. Relentless.

When it arrived, she sent a photo with a winking emoji: [Didn’t know you were into this kind of toy. I like it.]

My reply was cold: [Wear it to work tomorrow. Send proof.]

The next morning in the office, I spotted Mia. She was walking stiffly, lips pressed into a tight line, cheeks flushed.

“You okay?” I asked, lightly tapping her arm.

She jolted hard and sucked in a breath.

Coworkers looked over.

“Fine!” she squeaked, gripping my arm with one hand. “Pulled a muscle at the gym last night. I’m okay.”

“You have that big presentation for the executives today,” I said, faking concern. “You can still do it, right?”

She nodded stiffly and hurried off.

A moment later, my burner phone buzzed.

It was an explicit photo. The caption read: [Your obedient girl, sir.]

I smirked coldly and gripped the remote in my pocket.

Just you wait, Mia.