Getting Divorced 365 Times

A month before getting married, she woke up in a hotel room after a passionate night with a stranger.
A few days later, the same man forced her into a dark corner inside an elevator. There was an ambiguous smile on his handsome face.
She held her breath. "I'm getting married soon. What must I do for you to stop pestering me?!"
"You have two options." The man stretched out two fingers devilishly and pressed them against her soft lips, rubbing them suggestively. "Option one, you do not get married and we screw. Option two, you get married and we screw—have an affair with me!"