Lust Contracts

“What about this? Unfortunately, the bag doesn’t come with its storage bag or box anymore so…” She said before trailing off.

12,000 dollars…I could live with that. Goodbye my dear bag, we will never meet again.

“Thank you. Could you please transfer that money to this account? Oh, can you give me a thousand dollars in cash and the rest please transfer to this account,” I said.

I jotted down Justin’s bank account number. Putting the money in my personal bank account might lead to it getting frozen of confiscated. I didn’t know how that worked at all but better to be careful.

“Sure,” the woman said before she handed me cash.

After checking that the money was settled correctly, I parted with the last brandname bag that I had and was on my way to immerse myself in a ‘normal life’ by heading to the supermarket. To save up on costs, I decided to take the train instead of a taxi. Surprisingly, I enjoyed walking along the busy street and the busy station along with everyone else. The people were in a hurry and very busy. The best thing was that no one noticed or recognized me at all.

It wasn’t long before I started to feel comfortable in my own skin. No one was watching me, and no one cared who I was. I could do things the way I wanted. I could walk with a slight slouch. I could run my fingers through my hair and mess it up or put my hair up in an ugly bun. It felt like I had found some freedom and I welcomed the feeling.

When I walked past a shop window and saw my own reflection, I stopped and checked myself out. I didn’t look horrible, but I didn’t look presentable either. It was clear that I wasn’t ready to have my photos taken for a magazine shoot but that was completely fine. Maybe when I get my first client, I’ll revert back to playing the perfect wife once again.

I spotted an old lady walking along as if she was oblivious to the oncoming traffic. I wasn’t sure if she couldn’t see very well or if she

my body started moving on its own and the next thing I knew, I had jumped right into the middle of the road to help her. The sound of the car screeching as it came to an abrupt stop along with the loud honking filled my ears as I closed my eyes tightly.

it…I’m going to

that I had been holding. The old lady seemed safe although quite shocked at what had happened. I looked down and started to move a little when I figured out that I was still alive. My body was in pain,

“Are you, ok?”

voice calling out to me and then a large hand with beautiful and long fingers was thrusted into my face. Slowly, I glanced up at the face of the hand’s owner. The slightly panicked face of an outstandingly handsome man greeted me along with his red hair and piercing green eyes. I couldn’t move or speak and for a moment I wasn’t sure if that was from shock or from the fact that I was awestruck by his good looks.

are you, ok?” the man asked again since I haven’t replied to

a grip!

as I tried to

man said,

hands on my arms as he carefully pulled me up to my feet. Raw stinging pain shot through my legs from the wound

be more careful. Is there a way for me to contact your family?” I asked