8 years, and all is well within the world of the Lyons...or so it may seem.
Family and Foes lurking within the shadows. Betrayals and Reckonings slinking around every corner.
Things are not always as they appear. Some secrets are better left buri...
My eyes glanced down at the time reading 11:00 pm.; I gracefully maneuvered through the sea of party goers still in attendance while in search of Lucious. My lips wrapped around the brim of my glass as I continued my journey... cuz I haven't seen my husband since Trent and his mother popped up on me about thirty minutes ago.
Unexpected, nawl more like wtf, is what my brain screamed when he introduced himself. I clocked my estranged hubby's mood shift as soon as Trent put his hand on my shoulder, possessive doesn't even come close to the word for Lucious when another man is near me.
Not many things get under his skin, but visions of me with another man, is one thing that I know he hates. And he always has.
The music continued to blare around me, the kids are somewhere out on the dance floor, each taking full advantage of being able to stay up a little bit later than usual since they have no school tomorrow.
My eyes continued to scan the room, yet still no sight of him as my feet glided up the main staircase then down towards the back hall, leading to Lucious' office. I licked my lips, exhaled deeply as my heels clacked along the tiled floor...although we're separated, Trent's presence made him jealous...it was kinda cute too, I have to admit.
It reminded me of when we were dating, he'd get so upset if a guy would try to holla at me his damn ears would turn red.
Despite how hard he kept trying to be calm and play it off, I know his ass and he can't hide shit from me. I could tell by the tone of his voice, by the intense way he kept glaring between Trent and I, the way he massaged his temples after a few moments of conversation, the way he rigidly inhaled and exhaled while next to me...his ass wasn't happy.
And when he walked away, I saw the anger dancing behind his eyes when I asked if he was okay, although he claimed to be fine.
Nothing happened between me and Trent, but I just couldn't keep my nerves in check when he came up to me. I'm almost certain that Lucious picked up on my anxiousness as well, which only helped to add fuel to the fire.
He honestly knew nothing about Trent until tonight; I swore my daughter and the twins to secrecy about the whole kiss thing the night before we came back to the city. I tossed in a few bribes as well just to guarantee they wouldn't say a word but after Lucious broke the news about Lola to them that day in the studio, they all told me they understood why I left and that maybe I was entitled to one lil innocent kiss from another man.
Laylah even apologized for how she treated me while we'd been away on the flight back too. Yet I honestly think those three are just keeping their fingers crossed bout the chance that Lucious and I will get back to where we once were.
So, they know telling him something like that will only create more problems so I know they won't snitch. I smirked a little while continuing to make my way down the hallwa...I swear Colin, Caleb, and Laylah stay plottin' some shit together hunny...I tell you the truth.
Anyway, as I began to grow closer to the deep metallic gold cedar door of Lu's office, a faint voice resonated through the empty illuminated halls around me. Must be my husband I told myself then took a deep breath to prep myself for his onslaught of questions about Trent.
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