mrmrcia

This is a story about an open-relationship between an unwilling prostitute and a married man. 


He was in an open marriage, but she's not the wife. To be one of the many partners of a man committed to another woman was her role. 


She wanted to hide her feelings that were starting to grow, her longing to be by his side, and lastly herself, by virtue of an open relationship. 


However, it was all for naught. When everything came to light, she desired to end the relationship they had. Her last words echoed through his mind as she bid him farewell through her mournful eyes. 


"If only I hadn't met you, I wouldn't be hurting this badly."

A Rich Man's Lover

"Felix, the moment I step out, you need to run to my room. Make sure to not gather the man's attention. My phone is in the red bag on top of the bed. Send daddy a text saying that we have a visitor." Raeliana whispered, her voice nearly one with the air.

As might be expected, her words weren't welcomed with a warm reception by her two adolescents. Syn immediately grabbed her mother's wrist, stopping her from making any movements.

Mustering all the willpower to not holler how upset she was, Syn tightened the grip she had on her mother before muttering, "Go out? What are you planning to do, mommy? The man outside sounds like he's prepared to do bad things! Also, what if daddy was already their hostage? What's the purpose of texting him?!"

"Don't worry, dear. Something that will warrant your worries won't happen. I'll just have a talk with that man. And your daddy is fine, believe me."

February 2013: Ghodar-dim