Catch Gone Wrong

The conference room had started leaking, so my fiancé, Zack Tim, and I moved to a hotel to continue discussing work. We had barely taken out our documents when the door was suddenly kicked open.

“Welcome to tonight’s first live bust from the Cheaters on Catch team, a special Valentine’s edition! Just look at her and her plastic surgery. She has the face of a homewrecker…”

Amidst my confusion, a storm of punches and insults came crashing down on me. Zack, on the other hand, was gagged, tied up, and dragged to the side. They tore up my contracts, ripped apart my custom-made outfit, and kicked my unborn child to death.

The streamer clapped her hands cheerfully. “That’s it for today’s livestream! Client, don’t forget to leave us a good review.”

If they thought they could walk out that door, well, I’d be damned.

“Welcome to tonight’s first live bust from the Cheaters on Catch team, a special Valentine’s edition! Just look at her and her plastic surgery. She has the face of a homewrecker…”

The door slammed open so hard it echoed through the room. I hadn’t even processed what was happening before a woman shoved a camera right in my face.

She looked me up and down, then pulled out a photo and compared it. “Yep. It’s her.”

“What are you doing? I’m calling security if you don’t leave!” Zack reacted first, pointing at the woman as he shouted.

Her expression darkened. With a flick of her hand, seven or eight burly men rushed in from behind her. They had him tied up tightly, stuffing a towel into his mouth. Zack struggled, trying to shout through the gag, but he was immediately slapped.

“Shut it. It’s Valentine’s Day, and instead of being with your wife, you’re here with your side chick. I’ll deal with you later.”

“Who are you people?” I frowned, grabbing my phone. “Who let you in here?”

The woman shot a glance at one of the men, who grabbed my wrist, stopping me from calling. Then, he kicked me hard into the corner.

Maybe it was just my imagination, but it felt like they used ten times more force on me than on Zack.

“It looks like I, Mandy Grenson, came a bit early today. Our cheating couple hasn’t even gotten undressed yet. I’m sorry to disappoint everyone watching,” the woman said casually as she sat down, smiling sweetly at the camera.

I winced from the pain and tried to speak, but Mandy shot me a sharp glare that shut me up immediately.

“Look at this little tramp, caught red-handed and still so bold. Today we’re going to beat her so badly even her own mother won’t recognize her.”

Someone grabbed me from behind. Mandy lifted my chin, angling my face toward the camera.

“Sweetheart, why ruin your life being a mistress?”

“A mistress? What are you talking about?” I was confused.

“Oh, playing dumb now, are we? You have quite the innocent look. No wonder men fall for it. Honestly, even I feel a little bad for you.”

Mandy rolled her eyes before slapping me hard across the face.

My head rang. “You guys must have the wrong person.”

Mandy snorted. “We’re professional cheater busters. Are you not on TikTok? We’ve caught more cheaters than you can count. Don’t try to act innocent with me. If you weren’t a mistress, why would my client hire me to catch you in the act?”

I glanced at Zack. He was pinned down by two men, shaking his head desperately.

We’d grown up together. He’d practically been raised in my home, so I knew everything in his life. I didn’t believe for a second that he had another woman. Besides, the company had just landed a major project, and with the ownership transition coming up, he barely had time to breathe, let alone get involved in something like that.

As I was trying to process everything, Mandy said sweetly, “So, what do you guys want to see me do to her? One gift for a slap or a kick, and for a like and subscribe, I’ll give you something special just for tonight!”