Prologue

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   Annabelle could hear her alarm ringing on her phone playing her favorite tune. She places the pillow over her face, she hates waking up on Monday morning. Anna grabs her phone, and looks at the time. It's reads 5:00am. She knows she has no choice, but to get up. Anna looks to her left to see husband not there. She beginning to think why, and the hell he not in bed. She jumps out of the bed, and reaches to grab the robe. Because usually she sleeps in the nude, but lately she doesn't feel like too because she been having a feeling that, her short dick of a husband has been cheating on her. But she really couldn't put too much focus on her internal gut feeling because she is opening her Soul Food Restaurant Belle. She puts about 40 hours every week to make her second dream come true. She already owns her own bakery Annabelle.

   Anna slowly walk downstairs. One thing she is happy about is that when she walks you can't even heard her come into the room. She began to walk towards the kitchen. She can see her husband leaning over the kitchen counter. She can hear the female trying to fake moan. Anna already knew that shit was fake. David wanna be macho dick is about as big six-inch ruler. That at it hardest. As she began to walk more towards the door David phone began to ring. Anna knew it was her alarm to wake up in the morning. David curse knowing that he had to get this female out his wife house before she comes downstairs.

   David pull out of the mystery woman, and begin to pull up his pants. "Listen you have to leave. My wife might kill us both." The girls get off the counter, and pulls down her dress. "So. I'm horny. Besides she still sleeping."

    As David, and the woman kept arguing about her leaving. Anna was waiting for them to notice that she was at the entrance of the kitchen. "No please continue. Just not in my motherfucking house."

   Both David, and the woman move away from each other. David went to open his mouth to apologies, but Anna shut it down real quick. "David pack your stuff, and get the fuck out. And take that white trash with you." The woman became very angry, and put up a pot, and threw it at Anna.

    Anna look down at the floor to see her favorite blue pot on the ground. Anna without even thinking reach for the woman hair with her left hand, and wrap her whole hand it. Anna use her right hand to punch the woman in her face. The woman began to scream, and yell for help.

"SOMEONE HELP ME A CRAZY BLACK BIT-." Anna punch the woman mouth.

   David grab Anna by her waist, and pull her. Anna left hand was still in the woman hair. The more David kept pulling Anna the more the woman hair begins to ripe. David finally pull Anna away, and she had a ball of a blond track was in her hand. The woman reaches up to feel a bald spot. She screams and ran out the door. "YOU PAY FOR THIS!" The woman climbs into the back of black BMW.

   Anna push David off her, and started to punch him in the head. She began to cruse David out while still hitting him on top on top of his head. "I can't believe you cheated on me again David. I'm a good as woman who takes that short penis you call a dick."

    David couldn't really apologize because Anna punch him in the mouth. Anna pull David by his white v neck shirt, and threw out the door. She tossed his shoes, jacket, wallet, and his phone. "COME BACK TOMORROW FOR THE REST OF YOUR SHIT!"

   Anna slam the door. She didn't cry. She was just mad because they were fucking on her kitchen counter. Anna walk to her kitchen to see a phone ring. Looking confused she pick up the phone, and the phone screen BABE. Anna pick up the phone, and answer it.

"Babe I'm sorry wasn't to make dinner for you tonight. So, I decide to book us a trip to Paris. We can celebrate our engagement."

Anna feels so bad for telling him this. but she had too.

"Hi. My name is Annabelle Smi- well Davis. Annabelle Davis. And I found your finance, fucking my husband in my house on the kitchen counter."

There was intense silence between them. "I understand how hurt you are sir. So, I hope you find someone better for you. Have a bless morning."

Anna hung up the phone. "Now I have cleaned up booty juice."

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