John had noticed her before—the mysterious woman next door. Linda. She always seemed to be watching him, her gaze lingering just a little too long, her lips curving into a knowing smile whenever their eyes met. At first, he brushed it off. But the more he saw her, the more he felt it—an unspoken invitation, a silent game of temptation.<br><br>Then, on a warm, sunny afternoon, she finally made her move. Standing at his doorstep, bathed in golden light, Linda’s smile was effortless, confident. "Join me for dinner tonight," she said, her voice smooth and inviting. There was something about the way she spoke—something that made John’s pulse quicken.<br><br>It was just dinner. An innocent meal between neighbors. At least, that’s what he told himself as he step through her front door. But as the evening unfolded, the air between them thickened with something far more dangerous than mere curiosity. The way she looked at him, the way her fingers brushed against his… it was clear that Linda

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