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

"Shh, don't say another word." Konrad muttered under his breath, slowly reaching for the glove compartment.

Meanwhile, Felix put his hands over his mouth. He began to breathe heavily. His eyes began to shake.

Without warning, all of the doors of the heavily tinted car -- the one blocking them at the front -- opened. Five men, dressed in either neutral coloured trainers or black leather jackets, alighted the car with metal pipes, 2x4's, and wooden bats in their clutches.

Felix froze the moment they saw them. He thought that he still had more time to prepare himself, but that's not the case anymore. The young man quickly looked at Konrad, his gaze now urging.

However, Konrad's attention wasn't on him. It was on the men who were slowly approaching them. Felix then saw the gun in Konrad's hand, making him realize the gravity of their peril even more.

February 21, 2021: Crossed