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Dylan

After picking up Lelia from daycare we were already on the road to meet Dallas at the bus stop. Earlier when I left from meeting with Dallas. I drove back to the apartment to collect some clothes and personal toilettes for me and Lelia for a couple of days. Ana will be devastated with my disappearance. I should change my phone number and transfer Lelia to a different daycare. I had received a text from Ana and few missed calls from her recently. I hate that this is happening. I glanced into my rear mirror looking at Leila asleep in her car seat. Why should a innocent and young child go through this shit. She already have to tolerate her parents are separated. I love Ana and I love my family. But I do not love Dallas. I had to tolerate her coming home late sometimes and lying. We pulled up to the train station and there she was no change. Her smoking a cigarette, and in a leather coat.

Dallas.

She strolled over to Lelia side and opening the door. She grabbed a sleepy Lelia on her shoulder as she whispers "Mama, here baby." Lelia smiles in her sleep there was nothing I can do but smile at my daughter expression.

Until my phone started to ring. I whip it out and it was Elizabeth. Damn it!

I ignored it and walked to the trunk grabbing me and Lelia bags.

"Who was that?" Dallas ask out of curiosity.

"Bill collector." I lied. Dallas rolled her eyes.

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4 hours later

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We pulled up to the house and it has been a while since I have been here. I'm still trying to realize how come Dallas kicked me out of my own house. I'm so duck.

The house was the same and newly renovated.

I walked to the master bedroom and sat on the bed. I fetched out of my phone and read the messages and missed calls I missed from Ana, Liz, and John.

Ana: where are you?
Ana: There is something we need to discuss.
Ana: please call me.

Lizbug: Dyl why the fuck you are missing my calls asshole!
Lizbug: Are you and Ana into it?
Lizbug: where is my niece?
Lizbug: you're dead! Y'all need to get y'all shit together and I'm TOO pregnant for this shit! -_-

Jonathan: Bro you're okay?
Jonathan: the girls are worried?

I sighed and threw my phone on the night stand by buried my head in my hands. I was startled as a few seconds went by with Dallas jewelry slammed on the dresser.

"Hi." She said calmly.

"Hey." I responded frustratedly.

She crawls into bed as she strokes my inner thigh. Oh no, is she fucking serious. I agreed to move back with her for the sake of my family back home. I didn't agreed on nothing sexually.

"Dallas no." I warned her. She ignores me "Lelia is asleep and I was thinking maybe a little seduction can calm your frustration." She said persuasion.

"No." I said calmly.

"Dylan.." She whispers. She seduces me until she reaches my hotspot which she remembered. I gave in as her lips meet mines.

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