You have been Charles’s mistress for quite a while. It was late, both of you at your house, you on his lap.

You had a question that bothered you for a while now, and slowly asked him. ‘So, if your wife is so beautiful… why are you here with me?’ You began to play with his necklace, his hands on your waist, eyes looking up at you.

‘Because… i respect her too much, to do to her, what i’m gonna do to you…’ He spoke and grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you closer in.