Relinquish

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. Relinquish is created by M.N. Forgy, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

M.N.Forgy · Urbano

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77 Chs

Chapter 32

"Are you supposed to ask me that?" he questions, his voice taking on a deep tone.

"Ask you what?"

"Why I'm here," he repeats, little wrinkles forming on his forehead.

I shake my head, my hands fidgeting with each other. "Probably not." I laugh nervously.

"I like that. I like that you talk to me like a normal person. That you don't tell me what I want to hear." He tucks his hand behind my head, tilting my head upward, and looks me up and down hungrily. My fingers and toes tingle, and my lips part.

"I'm here because my fiancée took the notion of me asking her to marry me to the point we shouldn't have sex until our wedding night. I'm going on a four-month dry spell, and have eight more months to go," he explains, his tone dry. His jaw clenches as he surveys me like a piece of meat, and I like it. My body responds to the way he eyes me like I'm the only one he sees, like I'm the subject of sex.

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