"He's gone," Soraya breathes out in relief, her hands slipping over your sides. Any other alpha would feel distraught over their bonded mate leaving without a word, but not her. It's become easier to ignore the painful ache her body produces when she's affectionate to someone who's not her bonded mate; you.

She's always been a woman hungry for what she can't have. Greed is a sin rooted deep in her heart that's made her the woman she is today. Had Soraya met you before she met Gael, then perhaps you wouldn't be stuck as her housekeeper for everybody, and a lover to her behind closed doors.

Although raised with a silver spoon in her mouth, Soraya had to work for everything. Her mother never loved her, and the woman would be rolling in her grave knowing she's partaking in the very same thing that led her parents to divorce.

Before Teresa passed, Soraya had to prove herself worthy enough to inherit her mother's company. Getting married and bonded was a must, and she took to taking advantage of Gael's naïveté by making fake promises.

It's not as though she mistreats him. Soraya ensures his basic needs are met and gives him her credit card without so much as a shrug. Then again, she doesn't love him like she loves you. When was the last time they even kissed? Four years ago?

That's how long you've been her affair partner for. Gael has one too, she's sure, and though it makes a part of her feel irritated, she knows it's the bond talking. She cares not for that good-for-nothing, hopeless romantic of an omega.

It's you she cherishes and gives the expensive diamonds to. Her wedding ring will be forever ignored in a safe, and Soraya can pretend you wear her bond mark on your neck. She hasn't renewed the bond mark between her and Gael in over a year.

"Sorry," Red-tinted lips ghost over your cheek, the apology soft. Soraya had been so very rude to you when her in-laws came over earlier. As much as she loves you, she wants to be seen as perfect just as much; appearances matter to her. "You're not mad at me, are you?"