Deceitful

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"mommy!" his sweet voice yelled through the house, making me smile in response. he was my little prince , while his father used to be my king. "yes, baby?" I asked him and lifted his small , fragile body in my hands. ' I miss daddy.' the sweet angel in front of her answered and laid his face in the crook of her neck. she felt his tears stream down her neck on her shoulder , 'drenching'  her white sweater. "he'll be back soon." I said , not believing my own words. of course he won't be home tomorrow , maybe over 3 days if I was lucky. I gave him one last kiss on his head and laid him back in my big bed.  it was placed in one of my parents restrooms , whenever I was too tired to stay in a house with too much memories , this helped me cool down.

"he's asleep." I say to my mother , who also woke up from his yelling through the house. I was downstairs , drinking some cup hot milk , looking at the big garden. I couldn't sleep , not wanting the risk of my two angels hearing me cry.

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she was afraid of the things he might say to her when she called , but taking the risk was something she always did and still does. after two times hearing a annoying beep , she know he wasn't about to answer anytime soon. ' voicemail' like always. "I miss you and the children miss you to." she whispered so soft in the phone , she wondered if he could even hear it.

two hours later he called her back to her biggest surprise. "I heard your voicemail , baby." the last word he moaned in the phone and she wondered if he did that for her , probably not. "I won' t make it home today , I guess you have to wait till the end of the week." he said out of breath. "why?" curiosity took over all her emotions. " coach is giving extra training and wants full discipline." he said. I love him and trust his words , but I'm not stupid. "bullshit! your coach called me two days ago and told me you barely show up these past two months and told me you could stay home for 2 months. so answer my question truthfully , what are you doing?" she said coldly.

it took him five seconds to came up with an answer. "a project made for children with parents , who don' t have enough money for sport activities." he said , hardly believing himself. what was he doing? laying on a big breasted , black haired woman. he has or had his wife , who was the most beautiful / sexiest creature on this world , but he still needed other woman. why? nobody knows?

"hmm.. okay. have a nice day." she coldly answered , before he heard the beeping. he sighed deeply and looked at the girl. " Veronique, I think we should get some room service." he said to the woman. she nodded her head with a big smile and stepped out of bed , nude.

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"Russia is waiting for me , I can't stay." Veronique smiled at him. " listen , you can find some other girl like me , or you can go home and make your wife and your children happy." she places a small , meaningful kiss on my cheek. " if you do the last , I'll see you over two weeks , but be a good husband till then." she walked out of the room , giving him one last glance. Veronique was the only woman , who know he's married and a father , but she cared about his family. she was just a girl for pleasure , one of them, but she made him feel better every time she left , giving him some advice he needed. Veronique doesn't know how Angelina looked like , but she always thought she might look like some weird , ugly troll. funny , cuz she totally not. he smiled , a pained smile. he wished he never started  this having affaires and mistresses life , because he can't give it up , even if he wants it so bad , and for sure he wants that.

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