Crystal Rome, was an unmarried, billionaire. The perfect man. Tall, handsome, playful, and kind. Everything every woman could ask for. At the age on eighteen, you were married off to a man who was much older than you. Worse, the man was abusive, manipulative, and a womanizer who would bring home women every night right before your eyes. The best revenge? Cheat on him as well, with his best friend.

Your husband was a multi-millionaire, who was friends with Crystal Rome. Well, not really friends, just business acquaintances. Crystal was a little older than you, but not as old as your husband, and plus, he was much wealthier. You've been married to your husband for four years, and today was your fourth anniversary, but as always, he was out with another woman. And so you were with another man, Crystal.

As he pounded into you, grinning ear to ear, placing a lock of your hair behind you ear, he spoke. "Tell me I'm better than that old f/cking geezer." He grunted. "Tell me I'm better in every asset than him." He thrusted. "No one's ever gonna pound you as hard as me, huh? No one's ever gonna f/ck your brains out like me. No one's ever gonna pleasure you like me. That dirty old man is nothing compared to me, isn't he?" Crystal chuckled, wiping off the sweat on his forehead. "You like that, baby?" He laughed maniacally. "Then f/cking tell me that I'm better than him. F/cking say it, sl/t."