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In another life : mark lee 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ chapter 1

Cw : crying , unprotected sex , smoking ( cigarettes) like alot of cigs, mentions of suicide , drinking , oral sex , Vincent ( readers husband ) is a awful partner and infidelity

Reader is black girl coded as I the writer am a black women + unedited I will edit the mistakes later pls give feedback if you can

I despised cigarettes despite picking up a small smoking habit after being in a long-term relationship with a man who had a severe smoking habit. The slightly rubbery smell of the cigarette smoke had grown quite comforting to me . It was a chilly November night when the midnight moon broke through the foggy sky, its strong light shining into my brown eyes .

I took another puff of the nicotine stick and then put it out on the balcony. As I hit the tobacco stick against the wooden banister, the lit bud faded into a dark grey ash. The moonlight was reflecting heavily on the diamond ring that was placed upon my hand.

I got married at a young age, meeting my husband when I was only 19 years old. He was a wealthy businessman whose parents had paid for his college education. Vincent was a charming and well-put-together man, the kind of person that people write novels about. I met him while working closing shifts at a small café in downtown New York. Despite him being 30 years old and good-looking, he promised to take care of me. The following year we were married and living in a penthouse in Upper Manhattan. It has been 4 years since then and the rose-tinted frames have long worn off Vincent worked most days never really ever coming home and when he did he was usually quite neglectful only speaking to me when he needed me to make an appearance at a business event or when he needed to use my body for release

I spend most of my days alone in our large house, listening to music echoing off the walls as I down multiple glasses of some random imported expensive aged wine that my husband brings back from his trips. Each bottle is used as an apology after a storm.

“I turned from my place on the balcony, hearing the soft thump of the door behind me. "Vin!" I exclaimed as I fully turned around to meet my husband's gaze. His hair was disheveled, with subtle peppered grey hairs on his scalp, and his suit was fairly creased. He looked tired but let out a soft laugh as our eyes met

Vincent approached me and hugged me tightly, showering my shoulder with kisses, which was unusual behavior for him. I knew that whenever he was affectionate, he was seeking something from me. "What's wrong, Vin ?" I inquired, running my fingers through his neatly trimmed hair as he buried his face into my chest. "I have to attend a dinner party with my boss tomorrow, and I have been busy with work," he replied. He then looked up and added, "I need you to come with me as my pretty doll my arm candy." I loathed these dinners, but at the same time, I missed the feeling of being desired and shown off, which I had not experienced in a long time so maybe I’d grow to enjoy them.

———-

“ we’re running late “

“ I know, “ I said adjusting the appearance of the cream low-back silk dress my husband had laid out for me to wear the morning of the dinner before heading out to work

“How do I look ?” I spoke showing off the way the dress fit on my frame the silk draping beautifully down the curves of my back gold adorning my neck and ears and a blotted berry lipstick sat on my lips

“Ravishing “ Vincent spoke before taking my hand and leading me out the doorway of the penthouse .

The car ride felt agonizingly different, like Vincent’s facade had worn off as soon as we got into the Uber. I Leaned my head against the window as I listened to Vincent talk about insanely uninteresting topics and brag about his success despite being at the bottom of his firm .

Vincent the whole dinner bragged about his beautiful wife and his lavish lifestyle I had sat at the tables dazed, to be honest, I was itching to have my lips around a cigarette but I had remembered I left my gold cigarette case on my nightstand and we were at a fancy dinner I’d hate to meet his partners at work and smell like old cherry lites

Throughout the night I was paraded around meeting each of Vincent’s coworkers he would tell them how beautiful I was and how he loved me and I would play along and force a smile but in reality I didn’t quite love him anymore and rather spend my night talking to the intern donghyuck at the free bar as we drink our worries away .

“ you look, good princess “

I snapped out of my daze “Hmm” I said my eyes fixated on his mouth moving “ I said you look good tonight “ he repeated I more I looked good it’s one of the few reasons Vincent had married me he wanted eye candy and having a wife was better for business especially one that was quite pleasing to the eye

“ I’m going to excuse myself, “ I said softly I was dying to leave the hall I wanted to be free from Vincent’s grasp

I shimmied out from the beautifully lit dining hall and made my way outside I was itching for a cig or a vodka soda I needed something to take my stress away

“Not enjoying the dinner party ? Hmm”

My head turned swiftly “ I’d rather choke on my own blood then be paraded around in front of hundreds of incompetent men “ I spoke with a chuckle finally turning fully to see the man who was speaking he was pretty with strong bone structure the type you only see on models while his hair was dark his slender fingers holding onto a wine glass

“You're too pretty to be out here alone in the cold. Your husband isn’t much of a gentleman is he ?”

I chuckled “ he’s too busy trying to sell a facade of a lifestyle “ I huffed finally finding a cigarette buried deep enough in my purse the cig hung from my bottom lip as I looked around for something to light the tobacco stick

“ well if I had a wife as pretty as you I’d never leave you on your lonesome “

I smiled “ and you are ?” I asked with a giggle as I leaned against the rust colored brick wall

“ Mark Lee, this is my dinner party .. this whole company is mine “

My eyes widened a bit I had just insulted the entirety of Mr Lee staff

“ oh im so so sorry- “ I apologized causing him to let out a breathy laugh “ no.. no i appreciate the honesty it’s refreshing “

As almost on Cue Vincent wrapped his arms around my waist “ Mr lee is see you have met my beautiful wife “

He smiled “that I have “ he said his smile seeming to light up as he let out a soft laugh

Vincent looked at me and frowned snatching the cigarette from between my lips “ I told you to stop this “ as much as I wanted to rebuttal I decided it wasn’t worth the fight especially not in front of his higher up .

“ well mark we have to go thank you for keeping my wife company “ Vincent spoke before exchanging words with mark and leaving

“ let’s have dinner then go home shall we “

That night Vincent had fucked me pushing my face down into the plush pillows of our large bed my underwear being harshly pulled down my legs as he inserted himself between my legs

Vincent was selfish in bed he used my body like it was disposable most nights fucking into me eagered to finish not eagered to please he was rough often abusing my body in the process

“ take that like a good girl “ he whispered in my ear as I dazed out wishing this excuse for sex would be over so I could eagerly wash the grime of my body and finally get that cigarette I craved so badly

When Vincent finally finished inside me I got up and walked to the bathroom running the water and cleansing myself of his essence. I smoked 3 cigarettes before resting that night .

—

A week later Mr lee invited us to another event this one more intimate then the last a small gathering that he only invited a few important guests once of which being Vincent

“ You think he is going to give me a higher position? “ Vincent spoke a tinge of excitement in his voice

I doubted that . Vincent was probably the most incompetent man at the firm, the only reason he got through law school being because his mother had intended nyu and was on the board .

“Of course” I lied a forcing a warm smile

“ well get dressed dinners at 7pm “

I hadn’t intended to have to dress up again so soon but I couldn’t lie and say I wasn’t slightly excited to see Mark again. The man who interested me has been lingering in the depths of my mind for a while since the dinner party .

By 6:45 we had arrived at the large loft where I assumed Mark had lived. Despite being early, Mark had let us into his home a few other familiar faces from the dinner party sitting around the large loft .

the interior looked beautiful under the warm yellow lighting the lit the entirety of the home and illuminated the huge table sitting in the middle of the loft .

By 7 Mark had returned from the kitchen with a red cabaret wine pouring everyone glasses before making a small toast “ I’m so thankful that everyone could make it to my small event today I know it was very sudden but I wanted to get to know everyone on my team ” mark says with a warm smile finally sitting his glass down” so let’s eat “

And unfortunately, By 9 Vincent was drunk and embarrassing at that. most of the other guests looking at him with distaste as getting sloppy at a company dinner was not a good look .

Mark looked at him with amusement watching his employee struggle to hold a conversation and squash multiple opportunities

“ I’ll be back imma go have a smoke , “ I said softly I was dying to leave the table at that moment

I walked out into the courtyard pulling out a smoke and lighting it immediately inhaling the rubbery taste

“ your husband has put on quite the show “ mark exclames causing me face him

“ he’s 34, one of the oldest in his department and still can’t seem to do anything of significance.. I’m actually starting to think he’s a waste of space actually dumber than nails “

The way he spoke about Vincent was cynical but I couldn’t say I didn’t agree with his sentiments Vincent was incapable of doing anything but being dead weight

“ he is but he keeps a roof over my head and that’s all I can really ask for “ I say

Mark walks closer to me taking the cigarette from my lip and slipping it between his own a little of my red lipstick transferring from the cig to his upper lip “ I think I could give you the life you deserve “ he says with a smirk inhaling the smoke

“ one where you would be adored in ways that matter “ he whispered “ can I kiss you ?” He suddenly looked down at me, his slender fingers resting on my face. “ Yes” I gasped out a little more desperately then I had intended practically aching for him. It was bashful and desperate but at that moment I felt something for the first time … I felt alive .

I had returned to the dinner making up some lame excuse for why I had to go home. “ Vin I don’t feel good Mr lees going to take me home while you sober up “

And that night I cheated

as my husband was In the dinner mingling drunkenly

I was in our room on our shared bed with his boss head between my trembling thighs

He drank from me , Hungirly drinking every drop from between my legs, my fingers anchored into his

Hair “please , “ I gasped, eyes rolling back as I fantasized about a life without Vincent . Mark had lifted his head from between my thighs, his eyes glossy with admiration my head filled with nothing but mark and as I released my essence, my soul on his tongue

I didn’t think of Vincent… not at all .

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“I don’t think I’m a good person “

I looked down at Mark who was lying softly on the lower half of my belly his doe eyes looking up at me with a warmth that can only be felt “ I don’t think you are a bad person my love “ he uttered as he placed gentle kisses along my torso each filled with affection “ I just think even good people are capable of doing bad things “.

I felt marks lips connect to mine as he kissed me with reassurance I closed my eyes taking in every inch of his affection every inch of his love I was in deep already and I couldn’t wait to fall deeper

He smiled stopping mid-kiss “Have you eaten?” I hadn’t eaten any of the food during the dinner “ I haven’t “ I spoke softy “Hmm.. let me feed you “Before I could utter a sentence Mark had gotten up from where he was lying and slipped on his undergarments and made his way to the kitchen in a way that felt domestic

“ aren’t you worried .. worried Vincent will awaken and wander home and see you cooking for me while indecent “ I asked genuinely we had left him on the couch of Mark's loft for a few hours to sober up.

“ he drank a whole bottle of 30 proof he will be out for quite some time by then hopefully I’ll be home before he awakes “Mark was surprisingly calm about the situation cooking me a meal with no worries.

“When did you learn to cook ?” He simply smiled before commenting “ I’m not a great cook but I make some mean kimchi jjigae” he said with a soft smile his eyes crinkling up I intently watched the comforting stew on the stove the smell filling the house with warmth

“ eat “ he uttered as he pushed the bowl to me “Eat pls you look like you’ve lost weight and it’s only been a few weeks “ I looked into his eyes they we begging for me to eat so I did dipped my spoon into the dark red broth

Mark watched as I took spoonfuls of the stew till the bowl was empty he grinned “Now I feel better you should have eaten darling “

To be honest I didn’t eat much I often smoked cigarettes so much that my appetite would diminish my discomfort with my body made it easier for theses disordered habits to thrive I would often would avoid eating food .

“ you look like you have been kissed by angels “ I uttered causing him to stop “

“ when did you become such smooth talker “ he chuckled a large smile on his face he looked almost soft his ceo image shattering and his boyish charm shining through

I realized he was quiet and when he did talk he was passionate about everything he did or said it was admirable he was the opposite of Vincent

Mark was caring and selfless only becoming selfish the one time he spent with me maybe my selfish nature was rubbing off on him .

—

Mark had left a few hours ago yet the scent of his cologne still lingered in my nose as I soaked his scent off my supple skin still feeling a dull ache between my thighs

I heard the door of the bedroom creak as I saw Vincent tumble into the room he looked disheveled and smelt like a distillery as he walked into the bathroom and placed a kiss on my forehead “Good morning “ he uttered a slight slur still lingering.

“ morning vin how did you sleep ?” I asked as I scrubbed the final reminisce of Mark's cologne off my body he shrugged “So so “ as he turned on the shower stepping into it instantly to wash away his sins from the night before.

—

I would be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about Mark every day since the events that unfolded the night of his party it had been a 3 weeks since the event and every other day I would sneak off to call him while my husband was away working to uphold the lifestyle we were living.

I found out a lot about Mark throughout the week like that he wasn’t born into wealth came from an average working-class household and that he loved to cook even though he was very bad at it

I found myself dialing his number again as I snuck off to the balcony of the penthouse while Vincent was in the shower

“ hey angel, “ he said a hint of tiredness in his voice

“ I’m sorry did I wake you “ I spoke politely he was a busy man he’d probably been working all day and here I was calling him during his off-hours

“ you didn’t wake me at all .. I’ve been up, “ he said reassuringly “Plus I’ll always make time for you “ I smiled as I held the phone close to my ear with a smile on my face as I listened to him talking about anything I just wanted to hear his voice

Angel, are you there? He asked

“ yeah I am “

“You so quiet today hmmm “

“ I just wanna listen to you “ I could almost hear his smile through the phone “Baby imma come over “ I heard his body shift from the bed from the cell phone “Please.. Vincent won’t be home“ I practically softly begged I wanted to have him in my space

I found myself rushing to look pretty for him something I rarely did these days unless I was going out .

———-

“ my beautiful angel “

Mark's eyes were lidded as he stroked my face bringing me to a deep kiss “You feeling good ? Am I taking care of you angel “ he asked almost teasing as he filled the void between my thighs his eyes watching intently as I moved my hips up to match his agonizing slow pace

Mark was a soft and slow lover he fucked like he had all the time in the world slowly watching me come undone from just a few strokes .

The water slowly ran cold and the bubbles that were once adorning the bath faded away as he messily plumped himself in between my legs I felt my release nearing “Let go angel “ he whispered in my ear as I finally finished “ beautiful “ he uttered still holding me tight as my body aches .

“ you haven’t finished, “I say looking at Mark confused this has been the second time we had had sex and he hadn’t come inside .

“ it’s fine it was about you angel I wanted to make you feel good “

I found myself desperate to watch him come undone I wanted to milk him to completion “Stand up “ I spoke before raising to rest my knees on the hard ceramic of the bath “Angel.. baby you don’t ..-“ I cut him short “ I want to I want to taste you in all your essence “ I looked up at him as he stood there in all his glory.

I know it was quick and crazy to say but at that moment as I looked at him with nothing but love and admiration that I had never once felt with anybody else I realized I loved him. I was in love with him .

I took him in my hand pumping his member watching as he let out soft groans and gasps. It was music to my ears when I heard him whimper out “ Angel .. my beautiful angel “

I let out a guttural moan as I took him between my lips letting him hit the back of my throat before circling the head desperate to feel him cum in my mouth

Mark's hand found its way into the curls of my hair as he whispered soft praises “My beautiful girl is so good “ he’d whimper out “You were made specifically for me, my gift “ I was in love wanting nothing more than to feel him spill down my throat

“ Angel I’m about to “Before he could even finish the sentence I wrapped my lips around the tip catching every drop and feeling his nectar coat my throat before slipping him from my mouth

“ come here angel, “ he said pulling me into his arms and carrying me out the tiled bathroom to the edge of the bed, placing me softly down on the sheets.

It felt domestic the way he kissed me like I was the only woman in the world it felt domestic the way he helped me get dressed taking his time slipping my little slip over my head It felt domestic the way he talked about our relationship as if we had so much time together although I was a married woman .

Before I could comprehend anything Mark had left needing to be back before my husband ended his shift and got home

I felt an emptiness as Vincent walked in the door and tried to grab my hips “ Vincent let go “ I said sternly he giggled still trying to pull up my dress “ Vincent pls I’m not feeling good “ he stepped back in shock I wasn’t usually the type to push him away usually wanting him to get his sexual urges out so I can rest and forget about it after a drink of alcohol

“ I’m not in the mood to be fucked to sleep “

he was taken back by my brass comment his eyes fixated on me “ I think I’m going to go over to Karina’s “ I spoke sternly before grabbing a small bag and packing it to the brim with some clothing and toiletries “ I’ll be back in the morning Vincent I need some space “ Vincent had stood there dumbfounded

“ okay message me when you made it to her house “

I nodded before hopping into my car and making my way to Karina’s

Once I arrived I was instantly greeted with a warm hug “ I missed you so much “ she exclaims before grabbing a wine glasses and sitting down on the small love seat “ now I know that face .. what did you do “ she speaks softly

I looked up to her “ I’m not a good person rina “ her smile dropped “ rina i cheated on Vincent with his boss “ rinas face was unreadable not quite disappointment but not exactly approval .

“So you had sex with the ceo of the Lee firm Rina said her eye brow raised slightly I had nodded softly waiting for rina to say something yet it never came she just held my hands that had been sitting on my lap and looked me in my eyes .

“ do you have feeling For him “ she spoke with sincerity

I looked at up at her again nothing left my mouth but the look in my eyes told her everything she needed to know “hmm” she hummed before she took a long drag of her wine .

she tired lighting the mood

“ what’s the famous mr lee look like ? Is he .. before she could finish her statement

Mark himself had texted my phone .

Mark : my angel you up ?

A smile appeared onto my face as a read the very simple message and replied

You : im up :)

I looked over to karina who seemed to reading the situation.

Mark : I miss you my angel

Mark : I’ll be home soon to see you !

I smiled at the very simple yet reassuring messages I once again looked over to Karina to see a smile on her face.

“ I’veNever seen you this smiley ever “ she spoke

“ tell me about him “ she said with a approving voice

——

“ are you listening to me “ I looked up from the coffee table a old cigarette placed between my fingers

“ I’m sorry “ I spoke softly my eyes meeting with Vincent’s

“ it’s been 20 minutes what’s going on you haven’t been present for days “ Vincent exclaims slightly irritated

“ vincent don’t still wanna fuck me ?” I spoke bluntly taking him by surprise as I leaned back on the couch exposing more skin

“ ofc I do but what’s with this behavior?? “

It had been a 2 weeks since I last spoke to mark he told me he had to fly to Shanghai for business and he’d be gone for quite some time while he closed a huge deal but I missed his voice and the comfort of his body after a night of passion

Vincent wouldn’t give me the tenderness I yearned for and I knew that but I felt pent up aching for the day I’d be able to be in marks embrace again working my fingers through my thighs listening to his soft voicemails wasn’t enough anymore I needed to feel him completely I needed to be filled.

My lips interlocked with Vincent’s as he lays me down on the sheets below us “ please touch me “ I begged as I removed my thin night dress causing Vincent to sloppily remove his pants from his legs and he propped my thighs apart “ is that for me “ he says cheekily as he points to the darkened patch in my underwear “ all for you “ I gasp out as I grind looking for friction “ pls give it to me “ I whine as I grab Vincent and lean in to kiss him passionately letting my mind wonder as he flips me over pushing my face into the bed

I felt Vincent enter my body as he rocked his hips each thrust sloppy and uncoordinated “ you like that baby “ Vincent whispers under his breath as he fucks into me quickly

I found myself zooming out my mind instantly wondering to mark I wondered if he would fill me up with his essence I thought about how full I felt the last time he was between my thighs

I was snapped out my thoughts as Vincent pushed my hips down as he finally released into me fucking himself through his release “ so good for me “ he mumbled under his breathe before pulling himself out and laying next to me

Before I knew it Vincent had closed his eyes for the night light snores leaving his mouth as I sat there the sticky sheets molded to my body .. I felt disgusting reminisce of him between my thighs I instantly got up and cleaned myself up slipping in my nightdress before making my way to the balcony cigarette already partially lit .