Open Marriage, Broken Promises: When Love Turns to Ashes novel Chapter 30

I knew who Erik Williamson was—the infamous "Crown Prince" of Capital City's elite circle.

What I didn't expect was that he and Declan were close friends.

As the college guys swarmed toward me, I quickly made my way to Erik's side.

"Mr. Williamson, let me toast you," I said, raising a glass.

One drink down, and I was out cold.

When I woke up, I was in Erik Williamson's bed.

He was sitting on the sofa, looking at me. His first words were,

"Divorce your husband."

I lay there, stunned, feeling the odd sensation in my body.

"Why?"

"I don't play the third wheel."

"....."

I thought it over. Divorce wasn't an option yet.

For one, Declan and I hadn't even been married for a year. A divorce now would be a disgrace.

Secondly, our families' collaboration, which hinged on our marriage, had only just begun. Divorce would benefit neither side.

I forced a smile. "Mr. Williamson, this is all just a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?"

Erik crossed his long legs and leaned lazily against the sofa, his dark eyes fixed on me.

I pulled the blanket up higher to block his intense gaze.

"Isn't it always the woman who suffers in these situations?"

Erik let out a cold laugh. "Selena, who made the first move last night?"

I began piecing together my memory. In my mind, I saw myself clinging to Erik, fumbling clumsily with his buttons, muttering about wanting to sleep with Declan's brother to get revenge…

Turns out my sense of retribution was stronger than I thought.

I stayed silent.

Erik, watching my embarrassed expression, sipped his coffee.

"Remember now?"

"What are you going to do about it?"

Without thinking, I blurted out, "How about I keep you as my sugar baby?"

Erik chuckled in disbelief.

"Keep me? Sure, I'll give you the chance. But on one condition."

"What condition?"

"If you can't handle it, divorce Declan."

At the time, I didn't realize how serious things would get and agreed without hesitation.

From that day on, Erik constantly demanded my time. He made me accompany him on dates, pick him up from work, and even join him on business trips.