My husband is a man of extraordinary ambition, his days consumed by business meetings, global ventures, and high-profile negotiations. As a multimillionaire, his time is stretched thin, leaving little room for the kind of intimacy and companionship a traditional marriage might offer. Yet, he has never neglected me—if anything, he has found his own way of ensuring that I am always cared for, even in his absence.

Understanding that his demanding lifestyle sometimes leaves me wanting more, he has arranged for others to keep me company. These aren’t random encounters but carefully chosen experiences, tailored to my desires and needs. He selects men he believes will complement me in the moments when he cannot. It’s his way of making sure I’m never lonely, that I still feel desired and fulfilled while he focuses on the empire he’s built.

The most unusual part of this arrangement is his request that I record these encounters. He wants to see them, to watch me, to experience my pleasure even from afar. At first, I questioned it—was this distance between us growing, or was it an act of trust? Over time, I realized that sharing these moments has only brought us closer.

It may not be a conventional love story, but it is ours. There is no deception, no resentment—only honesty, desire, and a bond that is reinforced in ways others may never understand. In this unique dynamic, we have found a deeper sense of intimacy, one that thrives beyond the limits of time and distance.