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彡(✿╹◡╹) 𝘏𝘪! 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯/𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 "𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬". 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦/𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵(𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘦𝘵𝘤). 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬. 𝘖𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬! 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘰. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘢'𝘴 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦. (｀∀')Ψ

"𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏-𝐋𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲"

I waited patiently for my husband to arrive at the dinner that HE reserved for us. As I continuously checked the time the more impatient I get. He's approximately 30 minutes late. I chuckled to myself thinking what's going to be his mendacity excuse. My eyes wandered off from my menu to my husband Adonis walking in with that "sorry" look. The waitress walked him over to the table but not without flirting with him.

"I'm sorry baby I got caught up with..work." He softly spoke kissing my cheek and sitting across from me. I looked at him with an annoyed look and I looked at my menu.

"It's fine." I gritted while clenching the menu. My question is why is this waitress still standing here looking like a dumb whore she is. "I've already ordered I didn't know if you were coming or not," I spoke setting the menu down in front of him.

"I'll have what she's having." He started. "And just the water with lemon in it will do just fine." He finished looking at her. She smiled flirtatiously while grabbing the menu from him but also rubbing his hand.

"Will that be all?" She asked.

"No, a matter of a fact why won't you get your slutty ass in the kitchen and stop trying to flirt with my man and sweety you won't see a billionaire trying to tap a broke-ass waitress." I scoffed sipping my water. She just stomps away. I heard Adonis chuckle.

"Cranky are we tonight?" He asked. I immediately looked at him.

"Did you ask that stupid question? Adonis, you had me sitting at this table for thirty minutes making me look like a fool, and let's not forget you have your pregnant wife sitting here alone because of what? Your fucking that slut Addison! So yes I'm cranky...VERY MUCH" I snapped. "I'm having mild cramps and you don't care all you care about is yourself," I grumbled. He just looked at me.