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Elena is married. She lives with her husband John. He was a factory worker and used to be a sweet guy. She had met him four years ago at a friend’s birthday. They clicked and got married the next year. But for the last two years, things changed. John lost his job but acquired a bad temper. Elena took it upon herself to run the household. She worked as a Primary school teacher and in the evening, she used to work in a supermarket as a part-time cashier.
Elena was worried to death over John’s habit of drinking, betting and playing poker. Last time, when he had been in trouble, she had given up all the money she was saving for a new washing machine. Her continuous poking to find a job has resulted into nothing but a few slaps, so she stopped complaining. It was just a phase; they will pass it. That’s what she was hoping. But deep down she knew she was losing him. I can keep us on track, was her mantra. But would she succeed?
Aslan had everything he wanted. He owned the largest publishing house in East America. Apart from this, he was also an Angel investor and knew what would work and what wouldn’t. His work involved investing in the right companies and counting his money which was overflowing his bank accounts.
Apart from counting money, he loved to fuck. At 29, he knows he is sex on legs and his crooked finger can make the ladies hand over their panties to him. He boasts of this fact and right now he is looking for a new pastime. When he saw Elena, he knew he had found it.
But she is married. The fact didn’t bother Aslan. He had luck with married women too. Now, he is anxious and his only desire is Elena.
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