I awoke that morning, determined and focused on finding a replacement for Thursday. With Vincent now holding both Thursday and Friday nights, I needed someone to fill the void of Friday afternoons. Vincent had forced his way into both days. I needed to offset his challenge to my control.
The sunlight streaming through my bedroom window illuminated the patterned silk sheets that draped over my body, reminding me of how much I reveled in indulging my senses.As I lay there, the consequences of my actions weighed heavily on my mind. Despite the thrill of having a different man for each day of the week, I knew the risks involved with maintaining such a schedule. The need for secrecy was paramount, as was my desire for revenge. And so, I decided to reach out to Jasmine for help.
"Jasmine," I m
