Through The Fire (Lesbian Stories)

Through The Fire: Chapter 7

"Sweet revenge baby."

Unknown Pov

Y'all remember me ? Couple chapters up? I didn't get a proper introduction but allow me to introduce myself. My name is Linda.

Y'all might know me as the "egg carrier". You probably have ill feelings towards me, but let me enlighten you on how and why I'm not in my babygirl's life.

You see , Bobby is not the loving father my daughter believes he is. He's a sick perverted man with a messed up mind , and dark past.

Honestly.. Man is not even the word. Bobby Emilieo Risso , was not human. That man was the devil if you asked me.

-19 years ago-

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR GIOOO ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"

"Come on mommys baby ! Blow out your candle!" I was so excited.

Today it was Giovanni's day , my BabyGirl has been here for two years. She is my all , my life. I'd give my life for my BabyGirl , like any mother should.

"Yaay!" She giggled as I smeared cake over her face.

"Mommy I wanna do you!"  I laughed and let her put cake on my face. I cut her a piece and let her run along with her cousin's Isabella and Rafael.

"Hey Linda , The kids are going to spend time with there mema  for the weekend. You and Bobby can have alone time, I know this birthday week has been hectic." Mama Vinne  informed me , I'm loving the idea of a kid free weekend.

"Okay , take care of my babies."

"You know I will."

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Gio  , mama Vinne , and her two cousins were long gone to take there trip to mema's house.

My husband was out taking care of business and I was going to surprise him to a cooked meal and some good sex.

It's been awhile since we had "adult time" since we had Gio. Bobby has been staying out for work later and later. Trying his best to pay the bills.

This was going to have to change. Bobby was going to fit me in his schedule. And I'm not taking no for an answer. Tonight was going to be great. I laided out his favorite meal, spaghetti and garlic bread.

I had my occasional accusations of my husband cheating. I don't know why , but I'm starting to get insecure. Like REALLLY , insecure. I mean he didn't look at me the same . Maybe we should talk. Talk about some things-

"LINNDA! WHERE ARE YOU?" His words were slurred and the door slammed shut.

I quickly sat up. "Bobby?" .. "Are you drunk?"

I watched him stumble into the kitchen , in complete shock I ran to him. "Baby what are you doing ? You never drank before!"

"The fuck is this!" He threw the plate I put on the table.

I never have seen my husband act like this.

"Come here bitch , you finna do some street work."