One shots

Loveless arrangements - part 1

This story is not for the faint-hearted - in the sense, it is pretty dark. I have been smitten by the idea of a mistress for a long time now. Hopefully, you will like it. This is not on Virat Manvi. It is Nikhil and Lyana from my later stories in the addicted series.

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"Lyana, if you are not sure about this, there is still time. I have another girl whom I can send with David." my friend Rose tells me one last time holding both my hands. I see that her eyes were filled up. "This is not for everyone. It is a cold and cruel almost all the time." David is her husband who was standing at the door, waiting for me impatiently. He runs a kind of escort service on the side. I knew Rose for almost 7 years now, completely unaware of this information about her husband. But, when she saw how much I needed the money. She reluctantly, after mulling about it for a month or so, cautiously suggested this option - the option of being a mistress from six months.

"My threshold for pain has increased quite a bit, don't you think?" I smile, trying to reassure her. "I am fine, Rose. Don't worry."

She hugs me tightly as I fight back tears myself. She is probably the only person in this world who cares about me at this point. She had gotten me ready since the last one week. I was waxed, threaded, pricked, beautifully done up. She gave me a pretty little black lacy dress which was nowhere in my current budget. And now she is giving me an Out, after all that work, not to mention leave her husband's word out to dry. She must really like me for some reason.

"Ok, we are getting late." her husband, David hurries out. I look at Rose one last time and follow David with a quiet resolution. He drives and I sit in the front with him. "He is a big man." he tells me. "Young, rich, not the kind that hurts women." he opens the conversation.

"Okay."

"You know what to do?" he asks.

I look at him unsurely.

"Rose said she explained everything."

"She did.." I mumble.

"Lyana, once you are inside, you have to do anything he asks. You understand that right?" he asks. "You are ready for that?" he asks.

"Yes." I whisper under my breath lying.

"You cannot change your mind after you go inside. Lyana, this is my biggest client and if anything happens, I lose him forever. They are really big people. They will not look at me twice if you mess up. You understand? I am counting on you not to mess this up right?"

I look at David as the weight of this was finally hitting me.

"You cannot cry in there."

"I won't." I look away. "I will not mess this up, David. And I appreciate you and Rose doing this for me." I assure him.

"He usually asks a week's time with the girl before he confirms the 6 months contract. If he doesn't like you, he will just ask you to go home in the morning and that's it."

"Yes, I understand that."

"You only get full money after 6 months." he pulls up in front of a hotel. "We are here."

I walk behind David silently. He talks with four different people who all knew who he was, and by extension knew what I was and what I had come for. It makes me feel very uncomfortable. I pull the lapels of my long coat together as if that will restore my nose diving dignity. I try to remind myself why I decided to do this.

We step out of the elevator and David opens the foyer door, as if he knew his way in here. I idly wonder how many times he had done this before me.