I tossed and turned all night, finally falling asleep as dawn broke.

Sure enough, the next evening, Fabian invited me to a movie.

I carefully chose a long dress, checking in the mirror several times to make sure nothing looked off before leaving.

Downstairs, Fabian was waiting in his Mercedes.

Getting into the passenger seat, I felt nervous as he looked at me. Hopefully he wouldn't notice anything different.

Fabian leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. "Baby, you look beautiful today."

At the theater, while Fabian bought tickets, I got another text.

"In 30 minutes, go to the nearby restroom and send me a photo to prove you followed instructions."

Like a guilty person, I looked around nervously. Everyone seemed normal - where was this creep hiding?

"Gloria, let's go, the movie's starting," Fabian waved the tickets at me.

He'd picked seats in the back corner, away from everyone else.

"Why so far back?" I asked. "There are empty seats in the middle."

Fabian kissed me and smiled. "I just wanted some privacy with you."

I smiled shyly, but inside I was anxious, praying he wouldn't notice anything unusual.

Though the movie was fast-paced and exciting, I couldn't focus at all.

I kept checking the time until thirty minutes passed, then quickly excused myself to use the bathroom.

Fabian smiled kindly, "Go ahead, I'll fill you in on what you miss."

In the bathroom, I locked the door and reluctantly took a selfie to prove my compliance.

Nervously, I sent it.

A minute later, they replied, "Not bad. Isn't it exciting going out like that? You little slut."

Reading their message made me furious, but with them holding leverage over me, I had to stay quiet.

After splashing some water on my face, I returned to the theater, trying to act normal.

I couldn't concentrate on the rest of the movie.

Suddenly, Fabian put his arm around me. I tensed up as he pulled me close.

He whispered in my ear, "Baby, is the movie boring? You seem distracted."

I lowered my head, shivering as his hand rested on my waist. "Maybe this genre isn't for me."

He chuckled affectionately, "Next time we'll watch a romance, okay?"

I nodded, then he tilted my chin up for a kiss.

I nervously kissed back, trying to seem innocent while being very conscious of his hand on my waist.