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Indecent proposal

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Julia was sitting by the table with her husband and two other men, she couldn't believe Roger use their trip to do business. They were married almost five years, but she still didn't use to the fact Roger was workaholic addicted to power. SHe was taping her finger on the white tablecloth when she saw a man walking slowly to the restaurant. He was tall, handsome and his eyes had a color of the sky. Julia glanced at him once again before going back to boring conversation her husband had with two men.

“Excuse me,” she said, thinking she will catch Roger’s attention, but he just gave her a quick look before going back to the conversation.

Julia walked slowly to the bathroom, she told herself that sitting by the table with Roger, who barely notice her, isn’t worth her time. She walked as slow as she can, looking at other people, paintings placed on the walls or kids playing outside with their parents.
Julia had never felt so lonely like on that trip, she thought that the vision of divorce will force Roger to change his behavior, but before she knows it he was sinking in new work, projects, and the idea of being new prime minister. The truth was he loved power, it gave him that cold breath of being wealthy and known. She never understood what he saw in it, she also works in politics, she knew all of the tricks, but she wanted to rest, spend time with him and tried to put their marriage together before they both will come back to London.

At once her body bounced off something hard, she thought she bump into the wall before she saw those eyes. The man she was staring at before, was right in front of her, looking at her with concern in his eyes. Julia realized that the thing she bumps into was, in fact, tall handsome man with beautiful light blue orbs.

“I’m so sorry,” his voice filled her ears, “are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“I should be the one who apologizes,” she smiled, “I bump onto you,” she said.

“I should look where I’m going.” he smiled, scratching his head, “I’ll give you my number,” he said, taking a napkin from the table nearby.

“I don’t think I will need your number.” she laughs, blushing.

“Just in case, you can have a concussion or other side effects.” he cleared, making her blush even more, “here.” he passes her a little napkin with few numbers.

“Thank you, I don’t think I’ll need it, but thank you. You are very hard you know, I thought I bump on the wall” she smiled, before noticing what she said, “Oh my God, I didn’t mean hard, I meant…” she hides her mouth with her hand.

“Well, I will take it as a compliment.”

“I should go back, it was nice to meet you…” she tilted her head

“David,” he bit his lip, “David Budd ma’am.”
“Julia Montague.” she said, lifting her hand to shook his, “it was pleasant to meet you,” she said, feeling the spark fly between them.

David looked at her when she was getting back to her table. The way her hair bounced with every move, the curve of her back and that delicious way her hips sway in the rhythm of her steps making him want her. He shook his head with a smile on his lips, he wouldn't want a woman he met seconds ago. He turns around to take a place by the bar, but before he did, he looked at her one last time, she was already sitting by the table, with three men. Her hand placed on the white tablecloth, tapping with her fingernails.


Julia took off her lace, red dress to the closet, she thought her vacations won’t look like a holiday of the unhappy bride from Jane Austen stories, but Roger does everything to make her feel that way. She sat on the bed, hiding her face in her hands, she knew she was never number one in her husband live, but being alone on the amazing, warm island made her feel even worse. Sudden the bedroom door opened loudly, letting Roger entered the room. SHe lifts her sight to look at him, he was only in his shirt and suit trousers, with a drink in his hand.

“You think it helps?” she asked, standing in front of him, “leaving me alone for the whole trip?”

“It’s not my fault you can’t find anything you like here..” he hissed.

“I didn’t take days off to look at you making business Roger. We wanted to save our marriage for fuck sake!”

“I told you, you have to find something to do, I have work and you can go swim or collect something...use your brain, Julia, I thought you are an intelligent woman,” he said, turning back to her.

“I thought that too before I married you,” she said loud enough for him to hear.

Roger slowly turn around to face her, his eyes filled with rage, he grabs her by her wrist making her yelp from pain. He was standing like that for a second before he finally spoke.

“Don’t you ever talk to me like that!” he screamed, “I don’t give a fuck what you will do, just put yourself together and be the wife who supports me.”

“I would like to say the same to you, now let me go or I will scream so loud that every person in this hotel will know how future prime minister treats his wife.” she spits, letting go of his grasp.

“I will find something for you, promise,” he said like nothing had happened before he left the room.

Julia’s breath becomes heavy, she didn’t know how many fights she will handle. She took a few steps towards the closed and take out one of her favorite dress, violet with little pink flowers. She wore it quickly before putting some makeup on matching heels. She gets out of the room, hoping Roger will stay there and won’t ruin her mood again.

The restaurant was more crowded than before, Julia had to wait for a table for a moment, but she doesn't care. The most important thing was she won’t have to sleep in one bed with Roger.

“Good evening.” she heard a familiar voice behind her.

“Good evening-” she whispered, “David.”

“Are you with someone ma’am?” he asked.

“No, my husband stayed in the room. I’m waiting for a table, but it's too crowded. It was nice to see you again.”

“Wait...can I invite you for a late dinner? I have a table over there and I’m alone too. It would be a pleasure to spend that evening with you.” he smiled, making her knees weak.

“I don’t want to interrupt.” she blushed, looking straight into his blue orbs, “I’m sure you had better plans.”

“I think my plans would be so much better with you.” he let her go first, waiting for her response.

Julia looked at him once again, she knew it won’t be appropriate, but she didn’t give a fuck about it after what Roger treats her. She walked with David to his table, letting him help her take her seat before he appeared in front of her. His face lit by little candle place on the table. After a moment of awkward silence, they started to talk like old friends, the old couple even.

“Excuse me,” he said, leaving her for a moment to pay the bill.

He was waiting for the waitress, looking around on the garden lit by thousands of little lights. He tried not to think about his problems, about dropped studies, about how hard it will be to become a doctor without money to pay for them. At once he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. David knew how to protect himself, he was in the army long before he wanted to become a doctor. He turned around to face the person.

“I see you met my wife already.” the tall man said with a low voice.

“Don’t worry sir, we just talking.”

“Oh no, I’m not worried. I have an offer for you.”

“Offer?” David looked at him suspiciously.

“Yes, you see my wife...she is bored here, I have work to do and she is all alone the whole day. I was a wonder if you can...keep her company.” Roger said, licking his lips, “full service, if you know what I mean..” he adds.

“You want me to spend time with your wife?” David asked.

“Yes,” he admits, “100 thousand for four weeks. If that's okay.”

“You want to pay me?” David took a step back.

“Yes, that’s what I’m saying. Think about it.” he said, “oh and if you want...I’m sure sex is an option too. She doesn’t like wild things, but with a little force..” his smile made David mad and before he knows it his fist clenched.

David looked at the tall man, vanishing behind the glass door, he would think it was a dream if he wouldn’t see a card with his name: Roger Penhaligon. David thought about his study, with 100 thousand he could finish it and later find another job, the job he would like for a change. He looked at Julia sitting by the table, her alabaster skin shine in the light of a candle, eyes sparks when she was looking out by the window.

“She is beautiful, smart and funny,” David thought, “it’s just four weeks. But he will have his demands. First of all: she has to say yes to the plan of her stupid husband.” he thought, walking past the busy waitress, to ask Julia what she thinks about all that deal.