PASSION AMONG MILLIONAIRES

I am aware that many would die to be in my position, in Vanessa Collins' position: married to the great millionaire Bill Allen, living surrounded by luxury and being a partner in a multi-million dollar company, but still, there is an emptiness in me that nothing can fill. Not even the greatest luxuries in the world can fill what I have lost and will never get back.I released an intense sigh as I watched my husband come downstairs for breakfast. “Good morning, dear,” he greeted me, his voice so dry I almost burst into tears. “I'll be in later today, I have a lot of things to do at the office.”I didn't respond I knew it was pointless. He would always do whatever he wanted, no matter if I disagreed. Soon, he finished his breakfast and left the house, without saying goodbye to me, as usual.Since that tragedy six years ago, things changed forever in our marriage, nothing was the same. Memories came to my mind and like a movie they replayed themselves.We had just left a fancy restaur

I had imagined that moment many times, but I had never thought it would actually happen. We had been married for eight years, and he had waited until the day after my birthday to ask for a divorce.“Maybe we should talk about what you saw last night, Bill.” “I have nothing to talk about with a b*tch like you.”Bill walked toward me so brusquely that I had nothing left to do but back away, frightened. He had never been abusive, at least not the typical husband who would come in and beat his wife all the time, but more than once he had slapped me hard.“Where's Brandon?” I asked, worried that Bill had done something crazy.“Don't mention his name in here, b*tch!”“Brandon and I didn't have sex if that's what you're thinking.”I was more worried about Brandon than my marriage.“No? Is that why I found him on top of you while you were half naked like you are now, slut?”It was at that instant that I became aware of a sheer bra and thin panty covering my nakedness. A blurred memory rem