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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

"Rolo… Varendel? That bastard is alive? I thought he had been killed." Syn said as the furrow of her eyebrows grew deeper by the second. "He should've been rotting in hell by now." Contrary to the morbidness of her speech, the lady's visage was as peaceful as it was.

For certain, she was far from aware that she had just articulated her thoughts, enough for the man to hear how bewildered she was. The man immediately turned to look at her with a questioning gaze. Even though he was giving her the sharpest stare that he could, he didn't garner the least of the lady's attention.

In order to address what Syn could possibly be in the know of, the man quickly resumed his conversation on the phone just to end it in the next minute.

February 7, 2021: Zhaghzhagh