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

Unable to keep looking at her husband's dubious eyes, Raeliana spun around and returned by her daughter's side. She wanted to feel happy that Syn had finally awoken, but the circumstances had encaged her merriment in the prison of betrayal. Still, it wouldn't do her any good if she had shown on her face that she was conflicted about the situation. She didn't desire to make her daughter feel the same way.

"Syn, baby, it's mommy. I'll call for the nurse, okay? You can tell them what you're feeling."

Just as she was about to take her first step away from the bed, she felt a brusque hand gripping her shoulder lightly. She looked at who it was and saw Rolo who had no expression on his countenance.

"Raeliana, I've already called for the doctor. Just stay here. Also, let me take care of Maxwell. I'll handle the talk with the police. You're fine with that, right?" Rolo said in a voice enough for Maxwell to hear everything.

December 2003: Pertinacity