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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

Rai knocked on the window of the door on the driver's side. Then, with his hand, he motioned for the window glass to be rolled down all the while trying to appear harmless. Well, it wasn't effective, to say the least. Tristan gave him a bitterly cold glare, seemingly aware of what the guard had in mind.

"Mr O' Connor, should I open the window?" Shawn asked, ever so warily as he felt the tension growing in the vehicle once more.

Tristan didn't say anything. He simply roamed his gaze around the area and took into account all of the elements that would work against his plans. The eight vehicles that lined up on the outer side of the curve were all up and running, ready to leave at a moment's notice. Everything included, Rolo Varendel had ten vehicles in his convoy, and with the addition of three of Tristan's, thirteen vehicles hogged the entire space of the driveway.

February 7, 2021: Peculiar Partnership