Recession Proof

Recession Proof

  • WpView
    Reads 288
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Sep 16, 2012
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
My story is a  true account of events that has changed me from a devoted & faithful wife of 12 years, to the secret life of a daytime Escort who finds herself wanting and enjoying pleasing men. In 2009  my husband, a wonderful man to whom I not only love with all my heart but is the best possible father of my children a woman could wish for, lost his job as a private banker at one of londons oldest banks. Investments were suffering and heads had to go. We live in North London and are very settled, we have great friends,great schools and couldn't be happier.  Before I married David in 2001, I worked as Journalist for the Financial  Times, I was doing well, very well. I had my own column and my name was know throughout the city, I partied, we partied! Our income was enough to afford us a great lifestyle.
All Rights Reserved
#66
unfaithful
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Bare for you (French Mafia Romance)
  • The Girlfriend Experience ✔
  • Fated Love
  • My Brother's Wedding
  • His Perfect Wife Strikes Back
  • Contract Marriage: I've always loved you ✅
  • Dark Twists ⚠️ UNDER EDITING ⚠️
  • My Defender My bodyguard
  • Assigned Bride [Unrequited Love]
  • ALESSANDRO

Cash I fucked up. Or rather, I'm fucked up. How did I, a high ranking member of the French mafia, allow myself to be distracted by this... stripper? I was supposed to use her for information, that's it. It should have been easy. I pay her money and she tells me about the Russians. Simple. Except, I fucked it up. I let the one advantage we had over them go because I fucking claimed her. What's even worse is that she hates pretending to be my woman and fights me with every single thing. Yeah, it's a fucked up situation but now that I've met her and she's mine, I wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Lux I fucked up. I knew the risk of the Russian men finding out about me but I went along with it anyway. Hell, I almost had to. If you were offered $10,000 to ask a man a few question, would you turn it down? You're a goddamn liar if you say no. Or maybe you're smart as hell because now I'm stuck with a mafia man that refuses to leave me alone. I'm now in between a war I never knew existed. If I had the chance to go back and never meet Cash, would I do it? You damn right I would. Who am I kidding? Now I'm the goddamn liar.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines