The wrong timing

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Lillian's pov

I woke up and realized that I had to be at my dance studio to film the last video. I quickly grab my things and take a shower and head to the studio. I leave a note for Cade telling him I would be back later. I speed to the studio and got dressed and meet with my partner Simon. When we finished our dance simon offered to buy me lunch.

"Ummm... sure i guess I don't really have anything to do today." we went to lunch and we sat and talked about how good the dance went. When we were finished with our lunch we walked outside of the restaurant.Simon turned to me and held my hands.

"Lillian you are a wonderful person and I would like you to be my girlfriend." I backed up stunt by the question.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression but I have a husband who I love very much." I say as I pull out my keys to my car.

"Lillian wait." I turn to feel his lips crash to mine. I push him off me and that's when I see Cade. I turn to him and my eyes pop out of my head.

"Cade it's not what it looks..." he interrupts me.

"Get in my fucking car."

But my ca.." I get in my face and yells

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FUCKING CAR GET INTO MY FUCKING CAR RIGHT NOW." I do as he says and go to his car as I see him punch simon. I get out of the car and grab Cade's hand. He looks at me and shoves me.

"Back the fuck up Lillian." he punches him again.

"Stop Cade." I pull him back and he grabs me by my arm and drags me to the car. As he speeds off to our house his hands grip the steering wheel. I know he's beyond pissed because he wont talk to me. He pulled into the driveway and stormed inside. I followed behind him. He turned on me face red.

"If you want to act like a fucking slut then imma treat you like a fucking slut. Were going to a meeting for the gang get something sexy on so I can show you off."

"I'm your wife not some common slut that you fuck!" I scream at him. He turns toward me a smirks.

"Right now thats all you are to me." He walks away to our room.

"I'm sorry for whatever I did." he just looks at me.

"Just get dressed."

"Fuck you too." 

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