L o v e| A f f a i r : Life of a baller's wife

Three✨

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Her loud moans bounced off the walls as she looked back at him behind her. Travis gripped onto her waist and bit his lip as his climax neared. "Shit." He grunted as he released himself. Travis slipped out of her then disposed of the condom before sitting on the edge of the bed.

Makayla got off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a short shower while Travis decided to get dressed. "So you gonna at least stay here tonight?" She spoke from the bathroom finishing up her shower.

"You know I can't." He threw on his shirt and got his shoes as she came out of the bathroom still wet with her towel wrapped tightly around her.

Makayla rolled her eyes. "Oh right, wifey." She said in a disgusted tone. "Can't you tell her you got something else to do? Or just leave the bitch already." She stood in front of him.

"Don't ever call my wife out her name like that, got me?" He said slightly irritated. Makayla got upset at him defending her, she was sick of sharing his time, she wanted him for herself.

"Whatever." She pushed past him but he pulled her back with a smirk now on his face.

"Aye don't gimme no attitude. Imma see you tomorrow."

"Fine." They shared a kiss before Travis left. Makayla dropped down on the bed and unlocked her phone, she flicked through her pictures looking at the one of Travis she took while he was asleep and then a devilish smirk crossed her face. She was about to cause some trouble.

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Travis unlocked the door and slightly closed it not trying to make much noise. He walked quietly through the house to the kitchen to get something to drink. As he got the fridge open, he heard someone clear their throat and he jumped around as the light came on. Destiny was standing behind him.

"Oh hey baby." He walked over to her to kiss but she turned her head. She was trying to contain her anger at this point.

She unlocked her phone and pulled up the picture. "Who's this one now huh?" Destiny pushed the phone in his face. "How many times am I gonna go through this with you Travis? How many times you gonna dip yo shit in some nasty ass hoe?" She shoved his head back angrily as the tears threatened to fall but she dare not let him see her cry.

"Baby calm down. You can't even see nothing and I could tell you that ain't me." He took the phone and put it on the counter. He knew well that it was but there was no way he was going to admit to that.

"Really negro? That same damn scar on yo back tells me different." She pushed him again, she felt like she could kill him. "Who is she huh? How long you been screwing her and lying to me? Making me look like some dumb bitch for believing you was done!" Destiny sent her hand across his face before he answered, all she could see was red and if he even tried to touch she would snap.

"Baby." He tried to hold her hand. Des-"

"Back to hell up." Even the sound of his voice riled her. "Know what, sleep yo ass on the couch or leave this fucking house I don't care. I don't wanna see yo narrow ass next to me." She pushed him off and stormed upstairs. She slammed the door and he just sighed running his hand down his face. He couldn't tell if he felt worse for hurting her or just because he got caught.