To some, Raya Lee-Williams, has the world and then some in the palm of her hands. Married to one of the most successful, not to mention, most handsome music producers in LA and having a two beautiful children with a mansion sized home to match, you...
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Danny
The Next Day
It was around 12:30 pm and I was just pulling up to Amiyah's crib. Raya was on her way to a photoshoot with the Fenty line so we agreed I'll pick up the twins since she wasn't sure when she would be finished. Originally, I was going to just chill at home today and relax but Amiyah kept begging me to come see her like I didn't just spend the night with her the other day when Raya and I fell out.
"Wassup daddy," she smiled seductively opening the door. I bit my lip looking her up and down noticing her stance in this little sexy outfit she had on.
"Where you going with that on," I asked as I walked in. Her face washed over in complete attitude after closing the door behind me.
"Um, anywhere I please. Only my man can ask me stuff like that don't get it twisted okay," she mouthed. She made sure to put emphasis on the "man" part but I didn't pay it any mind. We've been kicking it heavy on the low for months and I know she was falling for a nigga. I'm not going to lie I've been feeling her a whole lot lately too. She's the only woman I went behind my wife on that really got me tripping. Rule number one is to definitely not fall for your side bitch, but I don't know it was something about Amiyah that just had me stuck. It's like she's everything I ever wanted in a woman the first time around. I know people would think I'm a douche, an asshole, and a bitch ass nigga, but I swear it was never my intentions to be this type of guy. I've always wanted to be the best husband I could be to Raya and trust me at one point I was, but over time I slipped and became someone she despises. I really hate that too. Before all of this she really was my best friend and I loved her with my whole heart. Over time we lost each other and we lost the main thing that kept us going. The love.
Of course we met through our parents and to me at that time, Raya was the most beautiful girl ever. Hell she still is, but everything is just different. Raya and I went to two different schools and stayed on different sides of the city, but we always made time for each other. We talked on the phone from dusk till dawn, always were together hanging out and just having fun being crazy teenagers. Not to mention we were rich because of our parents and we really didn't have any care in the world. Eventually I decided to make her my girl and from that point on we were unstoppable. My parents loved her, her parents loved me. Our mothers wanted us together more than anything and after years of pressure from both sides I decided to do what I thought would be right and that was to marry her.
Once we were married and situated I knew it was time to take my career more seriously. I worked and pushed myself to provide for my family on my own without the help of our parents because establishing and making a name for myself was very important. I was spoon fed sure enough, but I was also taught to handle my own weight when it came down to me and mines so I just executed what I learned. Raya, on the other hand, was taught the complete opposite. Don't get me wrong I make more than enough to provide for my family, but I guess a part of me wanted Raya to want to take that initiative on her own and be one with me on building our empire. It may sound crazy, but I've always been attracted to independent, go getter, type women because that's the only type of women I've ever known in my life. My mother, my sister, aunts, and grandmother were all hard working women and that's the kind of woman I want my daughter to be. I won't discredit Raya though, she has came a long way since I first married her, but I suppose it just had gotten to the point where I was no longer interested in a woman with no ambition or hustle about herself. It's not like we haven't discussed this before in our past. Raya just never was on board with the idea of doing anything regarding her working and it later became a huge turn off for me. How can you want me to change for you and you don't want to do the same for me? Relationships take compromise from both on ends. But like I said, it was a while ago and she's a brand new woman now. Altogether, it's been a long time coming.
"You cooked," I asked already making my way to the kitchen. I've became quite comfortable at her place. It's becoming a get away spot for me. She had some chicken wings and fries sitting on her stove. I could tell she just finished frying them because the steam was still coming off of the chicken. My stomach growled on cue so I attempted to grab a fry, before she swatted my hand quickly. I frowned in irritation. "The hell wrong with you girl?"
"Wash your damn hands boy you know better," she commanded before she went on to wipe down the counters. I did as she said and grabbed me a plate from the cabinet. I bit into my wing very pleased with the taste. They were seasoned just the way I liked. The girl could cook her ass off.
"What you been doing all day," I asked. I leaned against the sink continuing to eat and watch her clean.
"Besides cooked, pretty much nothing. I been chilling because I gotta go to the studio tonight and I'm sure it's going to be an all nighter type deal. They're finally dropping my album on the 28th."
"So they finally gave you a date? That's good."
She smiled at the news. I knew how badly she's been waiting to drop some new music and her label has been playing around with drop dates. She has a pretty nice fanbase so I could understand why she would want to keep the flow rolling.
"Yesss, I can't wait. I'm having a listening party too so I would really love if you could be there to help me celebrate." She came over to hug me as she made her request. I looked down at her face and I could tell I would disappoint her if I told her anything but yes. "And before you try to find a way to refuse you helped me create nearly half of my album you deserve to be there."
"I know, but you know how Raya will feel," I reasoned. I felt her hands about to release my waist so I held them still. "But for you I'll find a way aite?"
Her smile returned as she placed a soft peck on my chin. "Yeah nigga you fucking better." We kissed for real and I just couldn't believe the double life I have now. I have to make some decisions and fast.
Decided to dedicate a chapter to Danny just to see things from his pov. What do you feel about Raya and Danny's marriage? Do you think they could fix it or should they just move on? Anybody ready for Raya just to leave Danny 😬
