Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Mercer stood by the bed, gazing at the captivating woman lying there.

With a nonchalant grin, he picked up a bank card from the nearby table.

He dangled it before her and said, “Make tonight worthwhile, and this card’s yours.

”

With a bewitching smile, she sat up and reached for the knot of his bathrobe.

“I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of,” she assured him.

An hour had passed when Mercer sat on the bed’s edge, clad in a bathrobe, with his robe belt tossed carelessly at his feet.

His fingers clutched a cigarette while the floor around him was covered in spent stubs.

The bathroom door opened with a soft click, and a woman emerged, her approach hesitant and her expression frozen.

“Mr.

she

grabbed a bank card from beside the bed and

ring of smoke, he commanded, “Take the money and leave, and don’t breathe a word about today,

“Sure, sure.

scooping up the card before slipping into her

Mercer’s frustration bubbled over, and

to entice him, nothing had

since that incident in the alley years ago,

he was straight, but his impotence infuriated and humiliated

of compensating, chasing

intimate encounter ended in

he played at love instead,

today had

karaoke bar, when he pulled Nancy close and ki*sed her, something ignited within