Present

I followed after Dimitri as we entered his home. I was unprepared for the sight that was before me. My whole body froze in shock. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. What the hell was going on?

"Eric?" I was forced out. I tried my best to control my tone.

My eyes went to Callista, who was wearing a red silk robe with nothing underneath. Her hair was all a mess, and her lipstick was smeared and stained around her mouth. I glanced at Eric, whom she was walking towards, to see red smeared all over his neck, cheek, and torso. Where was his shirt? His rock-hard abs were exposed, and his jeans were pulled up to his hips but remained unbuttoned and slightly falling. Her hands began caressing his bare body, and I felt a twinge of frustration form.

"I thought it would be fun if we invited him," she seductively glanced back at me, "Don't worry, I took him for a test run. He's good to go."

Annoyance and anger replaced my frustration. Callista is