The Boyfriend Gift From My Husband
"This is a marriage of convenience. As long as it looks good on the surface, that's enough. You're free to find someone else to have fun with."
I gave a small, contemptuous smile, and replied lightly, without hesitation, "Sure."
He frowned at my tone, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. "As long as you're okay with it, I can introduce you to someone. Better to be with someone I know—less chance of anything going wrong."
Rich families have their own kind of filth. Nothing surprised me anymore.
I tossed out a final line, "Whatever."
Our engagement was born from an old promise between generations. There was never love between us. Even if Raphael were in bed with three women at once, I could loo