{"id":18575,"date":"2025-05-19T06:56:28","date_gmt":"2025-05-19T12:56:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18575"},"modified":"2025-05-19T06:56:28","modified_gmt":"2025-05-19T12:56:28","slug":"milas-compromise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18575","title":{"rendered":"Mila’s compromise"},"content":{"rendered":"

Demi decided she wasn\u2019t giving Ashton up, no matter how much he was attracted to that bitch Mila. She\u2019d put a lot of time and effort into him. She wasn\u2019t about to lose it all now.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She began a campaign of harassing her husband\u2019s new lover. She did her best to drive a wedge between him and Mila. But the bitch was proving harder to drive away then she\u2019d anticipated.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She tried to work her magic on Ashton. But he was no longer attracted to her. It wasn\u2019t fair he was seeing a younger woman now!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She finally decided to force a confrontation. So she put out an invitation to meet with Mila at the bitch\u2019s favorite restaurant. That way, she figured Mila wouldn\u2019t put up any kind of fuss, certainly not in a public place where she was well known.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mila came in and was escorted over to Demi\u2019s table. Demi motioned for her to have a seat. Mila looked all around before warily sitting down.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Demi got right to the point. \u201cI invited you here because I want you to know Ashton doesn\u2019t love you. It\u2019s me he loves, me he will always love.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI hate to say this,\u201d Mila responded dryly, \u201cespecially since I always make it a point to respect my elders. But Ashton has moved on. It seems he prefers a younger model with less mileage on her.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Demi bristled at the remark. \u201cLess mileage, my eye,\u201d she snorted. \u201cYou\u2019ve been run through more times than the Holland tunnel. You really expect to win his heart?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI already have,\u201d Mila told her. \u201cYou\u2019re the one who should bow out gracefully. You had a good run with him. Now it\u2019s my turn.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019ll leave you and come back to me. I know Ashton. I know his heart.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt seems you know him far less than you think you do.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

About that time Pierre came out. He smiled with recognition at his favorite customer. \u201cAnd what can I get for you today, mademoiselle?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mila looked at him and smiled. \u201cNothing for me, Pierre. I\u2019m just visiting with someone here.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd what else can I get for you, mademoiselle?\u201d he asked Demi with forced politeness. She had a cup of coffee she hadn\u2019t touched yet. She hadn\u2019t ordered anything else.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis is fine,\u201d she said sourly as she motioned at her cup.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cVery well.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Pierre turned to go. Mila looked at Demi carefully. He had walked a few steps away when she called out, \u201cPierre? Is Thor still interested in putting together a special meal for me?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

He turned and smiled at her. \u201cYou know he loves a challenge, mademoiselle.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t go. I might have something in mind for him.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

He bowed\u2026 \u201cAs you wish, mademoiselle.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Demi rose to go. \u201cIt seems you want a little something to eat. I\u2019ve said my piece. Now I\u2019ll be on my way.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNot so fast,\u201d Mila told her with a raised hand. \u201cI don\u2019t think we\u2019re done with our conversation just yet. I want you to stop harassing me. Stop harassing the both of us.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOnly if you\u2019ll leave Ashton alone.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps we can reach some sort of compromise?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Demi looked at her curiously. Pierre reluctantly stood nearby, not knowing what he was supposed to do next. It was not a conversation he wished to be a part of.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mila told her, \u201cI take it you want to live with Ashton, am I right? You want to see him every day; is that what you\u2019re telling me?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s about the size of it.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou think Ashton has your heart?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI know he does.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mila sighed. \u201cVery well, if you\u2019ll go see Thor for me and help him with that special meal he wants to fix, it will confirm beyond the shadow of a doubt Ashton will have your heart.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean it?\u201d Demi suddenly appeared hopeful.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI will leave it up to him. He can have your heart if he wants it. I won\u2019t stop him.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe I misjudged you,\u201d Demi replied, sensing something had shifted. Was the bitch giving in?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mila looked at Pierre and then motioned at Demi, giving him a look of understanding. He returned the gaze with his eyes raised. Then he nodded formally before replying, \u201cIf this is what you wish, mademoiselle, I\u2019m sure Thor will be happy to comply.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s going to do this thing for me, Pierre. This is her way of fully giving her heart to Aston.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt will be done, mademoiselle,\u201d he replied with a bow. Then he nodded toward Demi. \u201cIf mademoiselle will allow me to escort her to Thor?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf I have to,\u201d Demi replied, giving Mila a triumphant look. \u201cAnything to get this bitch out of my way.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

—<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Ashton put down his fork. He smiled at Mila as he took a napkin and wiped his lips. \u201cI see Thor finally got to prepare that special dish for you.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDid you like it?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDelicious. What did he call it again?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSaut\u00e9ed Le Coeur Almandine.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLe Coeur?\u201d he asked with a puzzled look on his face. \u201cIsn\u2019t that, uh\u2026?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes it is, darling. It\u2019s heart.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She motioned across the restaurant, catching Pierre\u2019s eye. He came rushing right over. \u201cWas the meal to mademoiselle\u2019s liking?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTell Thor it was superb. You may now bring out the best part. I was saving it until now.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cVery well, mademoiselle.\u201d Then he bowed his head and departed.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s this all about?\u201d Ashton wanted to know.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI had a little conversation with your former wife today.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Instantly he frowned. \u201cIs Demi bothering you again?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWe came to a compromise of sorts. She\u2019ll be coming to live with us. I told her you\u2019d have her heart.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut my heart belongs to you, Mila.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd so it does, my love.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She caught sight of Pierre returning. She smiled as she motioned grandly at him. \u201cThis is for you, my love.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Pierre formally came forward. In his hand was a tray. Upon the tray was the head of the woman who would no longer bother them anymore. At least she\u2019d given her heart to the man she loved.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

2020 (written for Thor Nov 22 \u201920 by riwa. Inspired by his photo manip.)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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