Just Once

Three years of marriage brought nothing but a thorn to my heart. My child was critically ill and in need of treatment. My husband didn't care and even called me unfaithful. In my desperation, I sold my body and soul in exchange for the recovery of my child. His name was Benjamin. Dominating the underworld and influencing politics, he was like a poppy that impressed, captivated, broke, and disillusioned me. He said that different from the others who approached me only for sex, he wanted every part of me. He also said that I was his only one and that nothing in this world could compare with me. Then he told me that these were all lies. I told him that these were true to me.

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Chapter 88

I laughed, spotting the small stack of picks and the capo on the back of the couch. "It's a capo not a cape. It changes the pitch" I explained. "It looks exactly like the one that Keith got me" I said, running my hand on the smooth body. I carefully undid the bow and laid it on the couch. "What do you want me to sing?" I asked my mate as we sat down on love-seat.

He shrugged. "Just anything you remember" he said, giving me a smile. I pressed my lips to his for a few moments before turning my attention to the guitar. I placed the capo on, very aware of my mate's eyes watching my every movement.

I awkwardly strummed a few chords, making sure it sounded right. "I'm just playing you a verse and the chorus because it will be really awkward if you just sit here and listen to me play a whole song" I stated. Jeremy laughed and nodded his head in understanding.

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