His African Queen ✔️ DSD SERIES SPINOFF| BWWM

Roman & Partners, Attorney at Law

Johnattan Blake- Matt Bomer

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As luck will have it, the door to the apartment opens at that moment and the man of the conversation walks in.

"Babe, are you here?" Alexander calls out, slamming the door shut and his footsteps walk towards the living area.

A partition wall obstructs the view of the kitchen from the door so he won't see them until it is too late.

"Alexander! Entre ici!" Priscella calls out in fluent French, anger in her voice and Tanya smiles stiffly. Get in here!

Tanya had expected him to have other girls, after all, he's a player. She may be enjoying their time together but she knows Alexander's type and no matter how much she adored his company or liked him, he isn't the type to settle.

She knows this...but now finding out he had a fiancée at home waiting for him—if it is indeed true—paints him in an ugly light and makes her seem like a homewrecker. After all, wasn't he the one talking about the horrors of marriage...yet he has a fiancée.

Oh, he's really in for it.

"Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas ma ro—?" Alexander starts to say as he enters the kitchen and he freezes as he takes in the scene. "Merde..."What's wrong my ro—? Shit...

His eyes flicker to Tanya and she raises a brow, smiling tightly. He looks over at his fiancée noting the pissed-off expression she wears and he visibly gulps.

"Tanya, Johnattan was supposed to bring you here an hour from now," Alexander states, his voice low as he gazes at the two, angry women.

"He was but something came up," she smiles stepping from around the island. "...and it's a good thing too, I would have never met Priscella, your fiancée."

"...and I wouldn't have met your wife," Priscella hisses, walking towards Alexander.

"I can explain-" he starts to say but Priscella holds up her hand, indicating she wants silence and to Tanya's surprise he shuts up.

"No, I don't want to hear it!" Priscella hisses, stopping in front of him, her finger pointing into his chest. "You can explain it all to your father when he hears about this!"

Alexander's eyes widen in fear and he grabs Priscella's hand trying to console her, causing Tanya's eyes to widen and a sharp pain to strike her chest.

"Babe, Cella... Don't go to my father. This was a mistake. I didn't mean to marry her," he pleads, staring at a pouting Priscella and Tanya's chest constricts at his words. "We were drunk. I'm working on it... She's here so we can get a quickie divorce and move on with our lives. So, I can move on with you."

Tanya knows his words are true but hearing him disregard her in such a manner, pains her. She didn't expect him to love her or anything but they have shared moments and she had hoped he would've actually had some respect for her.

...but that's what she gets for sleeping with a guy hours after meeting him...treated like the tramp she is.

"—angry, but I won't tell," she catches Priscella say in a sickly sweet voice as she comes from her thoughts.

"I'll give you three days to get started on sorting this out," she continues, wrapping her arms around Alexander. "...or I tell Nicolas and he will take care of your mess."

She plants her lips on his with a prolonged kiss, staking her claim in front of Tanya, hoping it hurt her and in the most twisted way it does. Priscella pulls back, glancing over her shoulder at Tanya with a grin before turning her attention back to her fiancé.