Eighty-Two

Eighty-Two

Naomi

Silently I cleaned up my body, wore a shirt of Seth's I found in the wardrobe and paired it with an underwear of mine.

The shirt was long enough to reach my mid thigh, but it didn't really matter. Not when Seth had seen every part of me. And also not when I wanted him to show he cared, even if it was from fucking me. I did like it when he did that.

But the main thing that bothered me as I tried to keep my mind from straying was what happened not long ago. Maybe it was long ago, since it was already night, but it didn't seem long enough since it played in my mind continuously.

Seth took his mistress' side over mine. I blinked back the tears that gathered in my eyes.

He agreed with her when she disrespected me. I didn't want to believe he had a mistress, but everything pointed to the fact that he was having an affair.

A humourless laugh left my lips. Could it even be called an affair? We weren't married. I wasn't Luna.

I was just his mate.

No. It was an affair