Broke Boys Ruin Christmas: I Met My Sugar Daddy at Zara. His Wife Caught Us in the Food Court

ARIA (the wife):

I caught him in the food court. Feeding some budget bitch a pretzel like he hadn’t promised me Aspen and diamonds. He thought cheating was the worst crime. No. The worst was boring me. Now he knows what real punishment looks like. I let her stay. Not because I forgave him. Because I wanted someone to watch me break him from the other side.

ELLE (the side chick):

I was just trying on dresses. Then he bought me one. Then he bought my silence. Then his wife found us and I realized I wasn’t the only one being used. So I stayed. Not for him. For her. We wear matching heels now while he begs for permission to come.

CALEB (the man they ruined):

I thought I could handle both. Thought I was slick. Thought I was in charge. Now I sleep in the guest house and crawl when they call. I say thank you when they spit in my mouth. I don’t ask for love anymore. I ask for orders.

Two women. One leash.

He wanted a threesome.

We gave him a sentence.