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

"You what!" Jayden snaps her body up straight, covering her mouth with her hand in shock.


"I think. I don't know. But the Blackwells will be after me. I know it."


"How do you think you killed someone? You either did or you didn't." Her eyebrows furrow  with confusion.


"I did. Now, I have to hide. I don't have time for this shit!" I yell, standing up and rushing to my closet.


I grab a sports bra and my stretched-out Harley Davidson shirt, putting them on quickly before grabbing some ripped shorts.


I risk a glimpse over at Jayden, finding her by my bed, her face still the image of shock.


I snap my fingers, grabbing her attention. She nods and licks her bottom lip.


"Mick, he'll save us," Jayden reassures, like everything is magically fixed.


"You're still holding on to that ‘you're safe with me' bullshit? Because he didn't do a damn thing when Landon took me," I remind her. 


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