In an ever-evolving world, where everything is fast paced, and everything is in an instant; managing a career and a marriage at the same time seems like old fashioned to some, but not to this woman. Rayla Porter, 27-year-old, Human Resource consultant at Information Technology giant; Gigabyte International. Her husband Brad, 28 years old, is a registered nurse at the city’s largest hospital in the western hemisphere, seems like the ultimate power couple, doesn’t it? Not everything is as it seems in this marriage; they may look happy on the outside, but underneath calm waters run deep rivers. Rayla is unable to have a child which means her husband resorts to a surrogate. Much to Laura’s helpless dismay, she supports her husband’s decision to go ahead for a child through surrogacy. Evan Blade, 29-year-old and handsome IT genius who has joined Laura’s company seems to have built a bond with Rayla and has become more friendlier than normal towards her, and seems to be paying her a little more attention lately. After one fateful night at a conference, things change for Ralya, which leads to one thing after another. Fighting conflicting feelings she feels towards her co- worker, will Rayla fight her feeling she feels towards Evan to do the unthinkable and risk everything or stay faithful in her rocky marriage? Find out in this cringeworthy romantic drama of: “Dangerous Temptation!”
Brad's POV
She's not answering her phone nor responding to my texts. I am worried about her…. I tried to call her mother but her mother is on vacation with her sister so there's no reception where she is. Could Rayla have gone with them? No, she would not have, because she would have texted me to let me know what's happening, although it is annoying when she sends me so many messages, but it can't be helped.
I sighed to myself as I was standing outside in the backyard looking at the stars of the sky.
"Rayla, where the hell are you?!?" I thought and grunted within myself with worry for her.
I heard Rachel calling my name, "Daddy, are you ok?" Rachel asked me, holding my hand.
"Daddy, I want to go home to mommy… when can we go home?" Rachel asked me innocently.
"We will go home tomorrow baby… we will go home tomorrow…." I promised Rachel.
The next day, I packed my bags with Rachel's.