In my world, there is no such thing as love. It is just a lie we whisper into our client’s ear. Love is foreign and hazardous. What I did not expect was to bare my soul to a man who is as egotistical as he is dangerous.

His name is Landon. Despite his blackened soul, he tried to save me, but what he didn't expect was my torturous fate to catch up with me.
To your father, I'm the escort.
To your mother, I'm the whore.
To the legal system, I'm the prostitute.
In the end, I'm just the other woman.
I have no idea if I will continue to survive, if I will ever find my path aside from the gritty streets I know so well. There is a good chance I will wind up in the ditch like most women in my position. Surrendering to my fate is the only choice I have. I must relinquish it all.

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Relinquish

"If you know what's good for you, you'll leave now, Hudson." Landon's eyes burn with a brightness that has Hudson clenching his jaw.


"Yeah, sure, man," Hudson finally replies, running his hand over the back of his neck. You can tell he's intimidated by Landon. I can relate. The way Landon walks in a room and just instantly takes charge without having to say a word, it can be overwhelming. 


"What do you think you're doing?" I clip.


"Dance with me," Landon insists, his eyes hooded.


"No," I snap stubbornly, crossing my arms.


"Yes," he commands, grabbing me by the hips and turning me to where my back is to his front. He deepens his hold on my waist and slams my backside against his groin. His cock is hard, poking me with its excitement. I glance over my shoulder at Landon. The corners of his mouth curl into a smirk, and my heart skips a beat. It's impossible for me to stay away from him. I'll never become immune to his charm.


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