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Angelina Nelson is a Harvard graduate only known for her role as the president's wife. Being married to a workaholic, a cheating bastard isn't all it's cooked up to be.
Turns of events have her life on the line, and it's all in the h...
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3rd POV
A few days have gone by as the household adjusted to the new addition with them. So far everything has gone smoothly except for the bickering here and there from Rayon and Angelina like their doing right now.
"You're such a pain in the ass". Rayon yelled back at Angelina,
"You better leave this house before this knife becomes a part of your body you whore". She threatens rotating the knife in the palms of her hand, turning around from the chopping board to the man in front of her with a noticeable blush coating his cheeks.
The male on the other hand was more captivated by the deep 'V' see-through top his wife was prancing around in the early morning. Occasionally his eyes traveled to her chest whenever Angelina's arms brushed against them.
"Are you blushing right now, what? are you a masochist?" She asked raising an eyebrow at his unfocused gaze.
"huh" completely dazed and unaware of the previous question.
Coughing to clear his throat, turning his head to avoid Angelina's narrowed stare down. From that reaction Angelina decides to take it a step further, leaning over the counter just enough to give her bust a push-up.
"Was it the part where I inflexed physical pain or was it where I called you a 'whore.' "
She spoke in the most sultry way she could muster through her disgust of throwing up right then and there. She trailed the tip of the knife along his esophagus, using the dull part of the knife to lift his head to meet her gaze. Dilated dazed pupils met narrowed cold green ones.
"Now go to work before I detach one of those fingers from the rest of you", Her words sounded sickly sweet, sending chills down his spine.
Pointing the knife at his dominant hand, instinctively he moved his arms from her range of sight behind his back, one thing for sure is that a threat from Angelina always comes th no matter how long it takes she makes them a reality.
Rayon was starting to get irritated by the constant teasing, this happens all time; in an argument, Angelina uses the most underhand ways to her advantage.
"Would you stop purposely seducing and flashing me each time I see you?" he slum into his chair lifting the coffee mug and taking a sip.
'You have a death wish ' don't you?' she thought.
"You know you're ego's a little too tall for your actual height"
Silence, complete outer silence blanketed the entire kitchen as the two went into a full-blown starring contest. Rayon was too stunned to speak, moreover, he couldn't even make a sentence to counter that. To Angelina, this is a complete win in her book, a smirk gracing her lip as she turns around to resume making her breakfast and humming a tune.
