ログイン“Good Afternoon, Ariana,” Dr. Clark smiled with the confident, casual air of a model fresh from a photoshoot. “Do you come here often?”
Do I come here often? He sounds like he’s trying to pick me up at a bar.
“No,” I responded briskly. “Are you stalking me now? Dr. Clark?”
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Kat’s unremarkable appearance was, I soon learned, part of her talents. “I’m good at what I do, because nobody notices me,” she smirked slightly, although it didn’t seem prideful the way Dr. Clark’s sideways smirk always felt. Her expression felt more like she was stating an obvious fact. “I can adapt to any crowd and blend into the shadows.” “She really can,” Ally confirmed with a confident nod. “She doesn’t just work surveillance for Starbright, Kat also sometimes serves as my private security.” During business hours or whenever Kat is traveling out of the area, Kat often moves around with a small entourage of very intimidating guards. “I’ve never noticed her as part of your usual crew?” I point out. “That’s the point,” Ally’s smile brightened her whole face. “She’s usually in plain clothes, but she’s always armed–with both a camera and a gun.” “Even now?” I ask, looking across the table at the unassuming woman. She was wearing a loose hoodie, a pair of yoga pants, and a simple
“Good Afternoon, Ariana,” Dr. Clark smiled with the confident, casual air of a model fresh from a photoshoot. “Do you come here often?”Do I come here often? He sounds like he’s trying to pick me up at a bar.“No,” I responded briskly. “Are you stalking me now? Dr. Clark?”His lip twitched. “Of course not, Dr. McKenna. That would be unethical. Now here,” he pushes the cup closer to me. “Drink this. It might help with your paranoia too.”Paranoia? What a jerk!“Mind your own business, Dr. Clark,” I snapped, turning my head away from him as I picked up a nearby magazine and pretended to read. “And leave me alone. I’m here
Allison began to cackle as soon as the door to the boutique closed softly behind us. She sounded a bit like a cartoon villain, drawing the attention of people passing by.My nervous, underfed stomach flipped and I turned one last time to see Mavis' hard glare through the glass door. I hadn't done a thing to her, but as she watched me walk away. I had nothing to do with her predicament, but in the end it wouldn't matter.I'm sure she'll find a way to blame me, and make herself look innocent at the same time. I have never been the type of brazen person to take revenge so openly. I couldn't even build up the courage to leave my husband until I was pushed over the edge by betrayal after betrayal. I just wanted my marriage to be over. I didn't have room in my heart to be petty. Allison, however, had plenty of room for trivial emotions. As she continued to chuckle, I reviewed the last hour in my mind. When would she have had a chance to do this?Then I remembered, while I was in the dres
My first reflex at hearing Mavis call my husband, “her man” was to cringe internally. I shouldn’t care.No, I don’t care. At least not about the name or the title of Mrs. Misha Carter–I’d gladly hand those over. What’s making me mad right now is the brazenness of her actions and how blind I must have been to not notice all of this sooner.I feel like such a fool.“Hey girl,” Allison calls out. “Where are you? Let me see what you’re wearing.” Opening my door a crack, I call Allison over, a finger pressed over my lips as I nod my head towards the other dressing room. Catching my vibe, she eases her way over and slides in quietly. “What’s going on?” She asks a bit too loudly. When I audibly shush her, she repeats her question, adding. “Why are you acting so weird?”“Mavis next door,” I hissed. “And she’s pretending to be me.”Without missing a beat, my friend clenches her fists in outrage. “That bitch! What a fucking cu…” “Shhh,” I urged her to lower her voice, cupping my ear to enc
“That is so gross,” Allison’s nose wrinkled as she turned my phone to the side, as if watching the scene from a different angle would make it less offensive. “Dear God, Ari. If you didn’t already know, this would be the nail in his coffin.” She sighed as she handed the phone back to me. “Too bad the video was so blurry.” I nodded in agreement, frowning in disappointment. “Yeah, that’s what Stephanie had said too.” After recording the nasty scene in the private training room, I immediately sent the footage to my lawyer, Stephanie Quinn. And while she was impressed that I had been able to capture this moment, she also informed me that it "just wasn’t good enough."“Ehe image isn’t clear and their faces aren’t visible,” she explained bluntly. "If we were to use this in a trial, his team could claim that it was a random couple, or that you had pulled it from a porno.” It had been a disappointment to hear those words, but I also appreciated her honesty–even if it was discouraging. Steph
[Misha] A stab of pain lanced my heart like an arrow and my body went rigid, the pleasure of the moment lost. “Stop!” I pressed my hand against Mavis’ forehead, forcing her lips to stop moving as they made a smooth line up my length. I was so close to release, but something felt off, painfully off, as if my heart was breaking. Looking behind me, I squinted towards the small window in the door, almost expecting a familiar face to be peeking in. But there was nobody there. We were alone. And yet, a shadow still rested in my mind. I couldn’t break the feeling that someone HAD been there, watching.“Misha baby,” Mavis looked up at me with her large blue eyes, innocent despite the drip of cum she wiped from the edge of her filthy mouth. “What’s wrong?”Everything, I wanted to say, suddenly disgusted with myself. “We can’t keep doing this,” I took a step back, wiping her spit from my dick with the inside of my shorts. “This is a family gym. What if someone came by and saw us?”She lif
As the newcomer’s voice settled around us, it was like the whole yard took a collective deep breath, holding it, waiting to see what would happen next. Including me. Turning to lie on my side, I winced as I tried, and failed, to get myself off the ground. Closing my eyes, I did a silent scan of th
Turning my head away from her, I inhaled sharply as I tried to calm the inner turmoil caused by her words. With everything going on with my marriage and my mother, my emotions are on the surface. I won’t let her cruelty make me cry. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Emily” I sighed, feig
[Ariana]His last words to me hung heavily in my mind as I walked away from Misha to block myself off in what had once been our shared bedroom. “Fine,” I said as I passed, throwing down my bag as I opened the door. “I’ll stay. But I don’t want to see you right now.” Striding forward with my last s
[Misha]“How could you leave me? We’ve built a life together?”She doesn’t respond. Reaching for the door, she is only a few steps away from disappearing on me again.Panic tightens in my chest.Ariana is my wife—the only woman I’ve ever loved. She just needs to stop long enough to listen to me. Lon







