My Husband’s Mistress Smiled At Me In A SoHo Café — Then Her Husband Sat Down And Made Me An Offer That Stopped My Breath.

A third finger, and his eyes locked on mine. “And most importantly, neither of us has any faith left in love. We can work together based on mutual interest without emotional complications.”

My mind started moving, numbers snapping into place, risk and reward balancing on invisible scales.

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