He Chose His "Pure" Mistress, I Took His Fortune

Summary

For the eighth time, I found Keith Hayes in bed with another woman. This time, I didn't argue.

Instead, I just handed my jacket to the new girl, my voice flat. "Use the back exit."

She gave me one terrified look before scrambling out the door, clutching the jacket like a shield.

Keith, propped against the headboard, watched me, a cigarette already lit.

"Leave her alone, Amelia. She's different. Actually fragile. It's her birthday tonight, so I'll be staying with her. Don't wait up."

I nodded, a cold laugh catching in my throat.

Because Keith didn't know yet.

His new mistress had HIV.