Temptation • An NBA Love Triangle

prologue

"I don't want you, John. I don't need you," Armelle whispered into the phone as her husband played with their children in the other room.

"Come over. I want you." John knew exactly what he was doing. He was slowly destroying something that was beautiful.

Armelle is married to her childhood sweetheart and Orlando Magic forward, Tobias Harris. They've been together since they were fourteen and married since they were twenty.

Both coming from religious families, they are very serious about their faith and relationship with God.

The infamous John Wall is Orlando Magic's new starting point guard and is out to take Armelle from Tobias. Being a ladykiller, he knows what to say, what to do, and where to touch.

"John, I can't. It's dinner time and a school night. My kids have to get to bed soon." He chuckled sarcastically and Armelle rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Just get over here around 10. Wear those black lace bra and panties I got you. I'm fucking horny, Mel." He hung up and she stared at her phone in disbelief.

She stepped out of the guest bedroom and put on a smile as her son and daughter ran over to her with big smiles.

"Mommy! Daddy's taking us to Disney World on Saturday!" Armelle kissed the top of their heads and looked over at her husband with a wink.

"Tabitha, could you help Titus wash his hands? Dinner is almost ready." She nodded and grabbed her little brother's hand before walking out of their playroom.

Tobias stood up and walked over to his wife, pulling her into his arms for a kiss. She reached up his shirt and lightly scratched his abs, causing him to groan into her mouth.

"Armelle, don't start something you can't finish." She pulled back with a laugh and rested her head on his chest.

"Please, John." She felt him stiffen and he stepped back, looking at her with disgust.

"John?" She looked at him with watery eyes and he furrowed his eyebrows. It was all coming to him.

The suspicious phone calls, the increase in her sexual appetite, her wardrobe change.

"W-who's John?" She shook her head, letting her tears fall freely.

"Who's John?" Armelle jumped at the anger in his voice, closing her eyes as he stepped closer to her.

"I'm gonna ask you one more time." He placed his finger under her chin and made her look into his eyes. "Who is John?"

Armelle hates lying to her husband and he doesn't like lying, period. Keeping this from him is eating her alive.

"I've been sleeping with your teammate. John. John Wall."