The city lights glittered like scattered diamonds against the night sky as 24-year-old Mia stepped onto her eighth-floor balcony, the warm summer breeze licking at her bare thighs. She wore nothing but a thin silk robe that barely reached the bottom of her ass, the belt loosely tied. With deliberate carelessness, she “forgot” to close the heavy curtains behind her, leaving her well-lit living room glowing through the open sliding doors like a stage.

Just another innocent evening, she thought, a wicked little smile playing on her lips. If anyone happens to look up… that’s their problem.

She leaned against the railing first, pretending to admire the view, letting the...