She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

The hospital room had grown warmer as the evening deepened, the fading light outside giving way to night while inside, the air filled with the comfortable chatter of people beginning to know each other.

Nina dozed peacefully, her small hand clutching her stuffed bunny, while the adults settled into various chairs around the room.

Lila had masterfully woven herself into the fabric of the family dynamic with practiced ease.

She'd spent the last two hours demonstrating what appeared to be genuine concern for Nina, asking thoughtful questions about her treatment, and listening intently to Sarah's detailed explanations about the dialysis process.

"You're so knowledgeable about all this," Lila said to Sarah, her tone genuinely admiring. "Now I can see why Nina only considers you her big sister."

Sarah had practically glowed under the attention.

She'd been carrying the weight of worry about Nina while trying to support Danny through his own stress.

Having someone new to talk to... someone genuinely interested in her thoughts and feelings... was a relief she hadn't realized she needed.

She found herself growing comfortable in Lila's company, unexpectedly glad to have a companion to share the conversation with... and the happiness showed in her eyes.

"Thank you for bringing Lila, Mike," Sarah said softly as they stood together by the window. "It's been really nice having another girl here to talk to... and you really did find a sweet one."

"She's wonderful," Sarah continued, watching as Lila helped Nina adjust her blanket. "So thoughtful and caring. You're lucky to have found someone like her."

Lila's smile bloomed at the compliment, her eyes softening as though she were touched.

She even gave a modest little shrug, the kind that suggested bashfulness... but Alex, watching closely, caught the glint of satisfaction flicker just beneath the surface.

Mike's smile brightened, a playful edge slipping into his voice. "Yeah… I think I did pretty well, didn't I?"

His gaze flicked to Alex, then to Danny. The three of them shared the briefest glance, a shadow of laughter tugging at their mouths... an unspoken acknowledgment of how far from the truth Sarah's compliment really was.

Lila had indeed been performing beautifully. Every gesture, every word, every expression of concern was carefully calibrated to achieve maximum emotional impact.

She employed what manipulation experts called "love bombing"...overwhelming the family with attention, validation, and apparent care to create rapid emotional bonds .

With David, she'd discussed his work with genuine-seeming interest, asking insightful questions that made him feel heard and valued.

Even Linda, who had been wary and even slightly irritated at first, gradually softened under her respectful deference and subtle compliments, the mother's initial resentment slowly melting into reluctant acceptance.

But most importantly, she'd been studying Alex.

Every time he spoke, she tracked his expressions. When he interacted with Nina, she noted the genuine affection in his voice.

When Linda glanced at Alex, Lila caught the slight hesitation in her gaze, the way her eyes lingered on him a fraction too long.

A curious thought sparked, but she quickly brushed it aside. Mike had told her they regarded him as one of their own, someone who had been there through everything. That, she reasoned, was all there was to it.

***

As the evening wore on and visiting hours neared their end, Lila excused herself. "I should call my roommate, let her know I'll be late getting back to the apartment," she said with an apologetic smile.

She made her way down the hospital corridor until she found a quiet alcove near the elevators, far enough from Nina's room to ensure privacy.

Her phone was already buzzing with an incoming call as she settled into the corner.

"Sophia," she answered, her voice immediately dropping its warm, caring tone to something more businesslike.

"How's it going?" Sophia's voice was crisp, efficient. "Are you in?"

"Completely," Lila said, a sly smile tugging at her lips.

"Sarah's already treating me like a sister, and… well," she added with a playful shrug, "the parents seem convinced I'm some kind of angel for fussing over Nina."

"Good. And Alex?"

Lila's eyes flickered, a trace of something more personal slipping through her composed mask.

"He's… impressive. More than I expected," she said carefully, choosing her words. "Calm under pressure, respected by the family… it's not just politeness. They genuinely trust him."

"Very different from how you described him," she added, a subtle edge in her tone betraying a hint of personal observation.

A sharp edge cut into the line on Sophia's face. Her voice was tight, almost a hiss. "I didn't send you there to admire him. Keep your focus. You're there to get what I need, not to get caught up in… whatever feelings might rise."

Lila's jaw tightened fractionally at the tone, but she nodded. "Of course. I understand."

Sophia's voice cut through the line, sharp and commanding. "Good. Remember… nothing should feel forced. Make him think it's his idea. He needs to feel in control, like every step is his choice… every move his decision."

Lila's mind raced, already running scenarios, while her voice stayed steady. "I know. I'll handle it."

She understood her instructions perfectly. But part of Lila couldn't help noticing Alex in a different light.

The way he carried himself... strong, confident, effortless... drew her attention. Broad shoulders, precise movements, the subtle intensity in his gaze, the way he leaned in just enough when speaking, the controlled energy that seemed to radiate from him... it all struck her.

It was impossible not to notice, impossible not to appreciate.

Her interest wasn't in him as a person yet, just in the undeniable pull of his presence, the way being near him made her senses alert and sharp. Even for a professional, it was… intoxicating.

She wanted him. She admitted to herself... feeling a rush at the thought of that powerful, clever body at her command, reckless and eager, and the thrill sent shivers down her spine.

"The key is patience," Sophia continued. "Build trust first, create emotional connection, then let the physical attraction develop naturally. You need him invested in you as a person before you make any moves."

"Of course," Lila agreed, already imagining how Alex might kiss, how his hands might feel, what it would be like to have his complete attention focused on her . "I'll be very careful. Very... subtle."

"I want daily reports. More frequently if significant developments occur. And Lila?" Sophia's voice carried a warning edge. "Don't get emotionally invested."

"That won't happen," Lila assured her, though the words felt less certain than they should have.

As the call wrapped up, Lila lingered in the alcove, Sophia's warning still echoing in her ears.

But even as she acknowledged it, she was already planning ways to create opportunities to be alone with him, to gradually break down his defenses... not just for mission, but for her own satisfaction.

The thrill of the challenge sent heat through her body. Alex wasn't going to be like the other targets she'd been assigned... college boys who could be manipulated with basic flattery and sexual attention.

He would require finesse, intelligence, genuine strategy.

And God help her, that only made her want him more.

By the time she walked back to Nina's room, Lila had her expression perfectly composed once again. Sweet, caring, innocent Lila... Mike's loving girlfriend who just wanted to help the family during their difficult time.

But beneath the surface, a predator was calculating her next move. And for the first time in her career as Sophia's agent, she was looking forward to the hunt as much for personal pleasure as professional success.

Soon, she thought, catching Alex's eye as she entered the room and offering him a warm, guileless smile.

Very soon.