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 90

I shook my head at myself. "I'm mad at myself for losing a kid's game" I chuckled, plopping onto the couch. Remembering that the worker felt uncomfortable, I went to the room and slipped on pants before returning back to the couch. As I got comfortable, there was a knock on the door. "Damn. Horrible timing" I muttered, standing up.

The same worker from earlier was standing at the door. "Hello again, Mrs. Laney" he greeted me. I smiled, waving him inside. "I hope breakfast was to your liking" he said while moving to the cart of dirty dishes. I nodded my head and pulled a few billed out of my wallet. "Oh. I can't take this. Mr. Laney is a cherished customer. No need for that" the worker stated.

I thrusted it towards him. "This money isn't from Mr. Laney. It is from me. And I insist you take it. Or you will be going against the wants of a cherished customer's guest" I threatened. He lightly chuckled at me, hesitantly taking the money.

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