ManyWriters

I woke up in a stranger's bed after drowning my sorrows at a bar, having discovered my boyfriend's infidelity. To my shock, I found myself entangled with Andrew Wallace, my boyfriend's closest friend. Our bodies were intimately close, my fair-skinned leg draped over his midsection. "Andrew? What's going on? Why am I here?" I asked in confusion. "Oh no, please tell me we didn't... do anything last night?" Andrew chuckled darkly, grasping my chin. "I should be the one asking that. Do you recall what you did to me, Bennett?" The day before was supposed to be a romantic surprise

One Night's Mistake

The most recent messages appeared this morning:


Mr. Wayne: [Upon your return, might I be the first to receive your attention?]


Jasper: [I'm afraid not. My wife takes priority.]


Mr. Wayne promptly sent back a tearful emoji.


Jasper: [Very well. I've brought you a present this time. That Hermès you've been eyeing.]


When Jasper arrived home, he presented two luxury handbags, asking me to select one for myself while claiming the other was for a customer. In reality, the "customer" was his lover.


I continued to browse their conversation. They exchanged messages daily.


Mr. Wayne: [She was unfaithful with your closest friend. Why do you still desire her?]


Jasper: [That's not your concern. Nor should you feel envious.]


Mr. Wayne responded with an irate emoji.


Jasper: [I'll indulge you if you wish to maintain our arrangement. But remember your position. She's my wife, and you're merely the mistress. Don't forget that.]


Chapter 6