I've been living with William for three years. We've had occasional sexual encounters but never kissed.
It's the purest relationship of physical needs.
Until one day, I accidentally saw him being intimate with his secretary and allowing her to enter his private space at will.
I understood and tactfully made way for them.
On the night I left, I sent him a text message as a farewell:
[I'm going back to my hometown to get married. Let's not contact each other anymore.]
Later, I saw off my blind - date partner.
Then I turned around and locked eyes with William .
He could no longer maintain his gentle and rational facade. He lost control and cornered me:
" What on earth is he better than me at? "
" Money, power... or is he better at pleasing you? "
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