The voicemail

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1:00PM *my boyfriend point of view*
I was in Detroit with my homeboy Carlos handling business. What i mean by business is.. Drugs. I been moving weight since i was a youngin. But, anyway my girl back home & when i get back im gone make sure we move together.
8:28PM I was in sum trap house with sum niggas i been dealing wit bout this pure white cocaine & we been meeting up almost every other week. This lady always in here.. She was light skin.. She looked like Lisa Ray & she stood at 5'7 & 5'9 with heels, so she was pretty tall compared 2 my baby. But, she had a fat ass & i knew it was fake. & long Brazilian weave she flip occasionally. My baby always wore her hair out natural & stopped putting weave in. But, i know she was one of these niggas in here girl, but she kept looking at a nigga.
12:36AM Arrd yall boys we finna dip up out here & get a hotel as i dapped up Capo & Roc.. As i walked 2 the front door I felt sum smooth hands grab me & it was her.. "Hey.. I'm Monica.." .. "Uhh wassup.." .. "Can i get your number?"
1:16AM Me & Carlos arrived 2 one of the most luxurious suites in Detroit. I washed up & laid back in my calvin klein boxers watching tv & texting bae. A few minutes later i heard a knock on my door, so i put on my adidas pants & opened the door... Monica. She had on red lipstick & a red lingerie with a black coat over it tied & sum red bottoms. She instantly started kissing on me.
1:45AM *Monica point of view*
Everytime he came down here i had my eyes on him. I was in a relationship with Joey for 4 years. He was one of the workers in the trap for the warehouse. As I dropped 2 my knees pulling his pants down he started aggravating me "aye man chill get tf up ! Get out ! I got a girl !" .. "Stop papi lemme give u something u need" before you knew it my moist tongue met his dick & i gave him the sloppiest toppy ever.
2:20AM I was fucking Monica from the back.. Raw ! I knew i fucked up, but damn I couldn't stop.. "Ahh fuuckkk yesss daddy.. Just like that!" I slapped her ass & enjoy the clapping sounds, but i enjoy sex with bae way better cuz her shit was natural, but I wasn't even thinking bout her rn.. I'm just trying 2 get my nut.
3:12PM Bae was still out of town, but he was sure 2 be back home tomorrow, & i then got a call from him, but i was cleaning the kitchen, so I didn't hear it.
3:15PM *listens 2 voicemail*
Ahh yeaahh daddyy mhmm" .. "Damn Monica"
*continues 2 hear moaning* my head began pounding & i felt my heart drop & I instantly drowned my face into tears.. I listened for 5 more minutes & hung up because I couldn't take anymore.
4:00PM *his point of view*
As i picked my phone up my phone i saw that I accidentally called Ayanna.. Or maybe Monica did that shit, but it left a fucking voicemail. But, right now i was headed 2 the trap 2 make sure these niggas wasn't slacking on my money.
8:35PM I cried & cried thinking of the shit i heard. Nothing in this world could explain the pain in my body. I feel empty.. I was beyond hurt. I sat in the tub thinking of my next plan.. Should i kill him? Should i bust his windows? Demolish his house? Clean his bank out? Shit idk, but something had 2 happen.

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