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

<p>"If it wasn't for your mother's begging, I wouldn't have come along. You're still a momma's boy, Erdogan. You have no business chasing around a married woman. Grow the f*ck up, for damn's sake. This isn't your field to play, young master." </p>

<p>Through his gritted teeth, Grego uttered how displeased he was at the situation. He had better things to do than visit a young girl who he was not acquainted with, even more perplexing when he could care less about her parents. It was strange in itself that he went along with Erdogan's mother's request in exchange for a Christmas present. However, what was the real identity of this present? Was it a mere item, covered with the fanciest of wrappers? Or perchance, it involved something that he could utilize for his business? Well, they would be the only ones to know. </p>

December 2003: Discomfit