It's like the weather became so angry all of a sudden with it's dark and gloomy darkening sky as the loud clap of thunder shook the windows in my office. Now that I look back on that evening, it was also like the weather wanted me to somehow see the ominous indication what was about to happen. It was something I never saw coming. 

So many of us spend so many years and so much time believing we know the person we married and chose to have children with, but much to my surprise, I only knew what he wanted me to know about himself, turns out, I really never knew him at all. I found myself questioning his love and commitment to me, to our daughter. His choices are what led us to where we all are now.


"Leah, are you home?" I hear Sonny shout.

"I'm in my office, Sonny."

"Hey, there you are. Did you not have a wedding today?"

"Yes, thank God that one is over. You've heard about those bridezilla brides? Well, let me tell you that bride was a nightmare straight from the depths of hell. Guessing the devil's daughter," I joke, we both chuckle.

"She was that bad, Leah?"

"Oh yes, one of the most hellish brides I have ever had to deal with. I am incredibly grateful her husband took pity on me and put a stop to her insanity."

"I have no idea how you put up with some of those crazy ass brides. No way could I put up with their crazy demands."

"It's not easy, but the money is worth it. Hey, where is Harper?"

"Don't get mad at me, Leah, but she kind of sweet talked me into allowing her to go home with Gabi."

"Sonny, she is supposed to be grounded the entire weekend. Please tell me you did not let her have her phone back," I snap and see his head nodding no.

"No, all she has with her is her book bag and schoolbooks."

"Good, I'm not happy you allowed her to skip her grounding, but you know me, I will give her more chores around the house when she gets back home.

"I knew you would. I held off on giving her a warning about the extra chores her mother would be assigning her. It's always fun for us to see the frustrated look on her face," we both laugh at his words. 

"What are you are in the mood for tonight for dinner?" I ask bending over to close the bottom drawer to my desk.  I soon feel him press up against my ass.

"Come on, aren't you in the mood for some beef steak?" he teases as he grips ahold of my waist pulling me back against his growing bulge.

"Sonny, I thought you had a phone meeting in your office tonight?"

"No, not anymore. It got canceled."

"Oh, well, in that case," I say turning to face him. His lust filled eyes glance down capturing mine.

"We have the entire house all to ourselves. We are taking advantage of this," he grins as his hands grip my waist lifting me up on the desk. As our lip press against each other, the ringing from his phone in his office breaks our heated moment. 

"I thought you said you phone meeting was canceled?" I question him.

"It was. Damn it, who is calling me? Give me five minutes, I will be right back."


Sonny's POV*

"Hello?"

"So, you are home."

"Oh God, what do you want?" I ask rubbing my head feeling the headache coming on.

"What do you think I want, Sonny?"

"Shit, now isn't a good time." I say and soon hear a chuckle.

"Guessing the time will never be the right time for your wife to find out what you have been doing behind her back."

"We both agreed my wife never finds out as long as I'm giving you what you want."

"That's right, we did agree, but one of us is faltering on our agreement, Sonny. We both now it is me doing the faltering."

"Things aren't exactly as I hoped. I just need a little more time."

"Fine, I hold off for two more weeks, Sonny. You need to understand I cannot hold them off any longer."

"I know that. Give me two weeks and I will come up with something."

"Seems to me you need some help. Look, time is running out for you, Sonny. I'm going to give you a number and a password, but you sure the hell didn't get it from me. I will deny it if you rat me out. 681-000-1122. The password is redrum."

"Redrum? That's murder spelled backwards," I swallow the lump in my throat.

"Exactly. This guy doesn't play around, Sonny."

"How much sense does it make asking to borrow even more money?"

"I know, but this is the predicament you put yourself in. Good luck, Sonny, you're going to need all you can get. I will be waiting on you tonight."

"Wait, I can't come to you tonight. I promised my wife a romantic night just the two of us."

"I'm sorry to hear that. You and I know better than anyone promises are meant to be broken. I expect to see you at seven, Sonny," she orders before hanging up the phone. 

"Damn it, how the hell am I going to get myself out this nightmare?"



Short chapter. Wanting to see how well liked it is. Chapter 2 will be longer. 

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