Livia closed the door of her apartment behind you, making sure nobody had seen you walking in. She knew about your family; your partner and two-year-old kid. Yet you chose her, chose her to love instead of your partner.

She may be just your mistress, but she loved you back with the same amount you loved her.

She followed you inside, watching you take off your jacket. She looked at you closely, studying every inch of your face like she did many times before. You were breathtaking. No wonder you were already married.

"Have you eaten yet?" She asked, leading you towards her kitchen.