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BOOK 2: 27. Sinner
I took in a deep breath as I turned off my car. I had arrived home after having coffee with Aaliyah. I saw Antonio's car parked, which meant he was home, I smiled. After the afternoon I had, all I wanted was a good bath and a sensual massage from my man, but I guess I might've taken the Samantha thing too likely, because when I entered the house, I saw Samantha crying, holding onto Antonio's waist as she cried on the floor.
"What the hell is this?" I asked both of them and non of them in particular.
Antonio stood frozen in his work clothes and briefcase hanging loosely from his right hand, and his black coat on his left. He had just returned from work.
"Get off me," Antonio looked down at Samantha instead of answering me.
"Samantha?" I called her out. She looked angry, and her eyes were bloodshot with tears. So this is how she decided to play her game?
"Dan is cheating, and Sewa knows about it
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Sinful BOOK 2: 29. Sinner
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Sinful BOOK 2: 30. Sinner
"Who's pregnant?" The deep voice asked from behind me. I felt like cold water was poured on my body. I couldn't bring myself to turn to him or to answer his question. He had heard Samantha, he had heard the one thing I wanted to tell him, but from his question I couldn't tell if he was angry or happy; there were no emotions in his words. "Sewa?" Fuck, he called me Sewa. I had an idea that he didn't want the news to be true, but I didn't want to turn to him and confirm my thoughts. I didn't want to turn around and see him scowling or breathing fast with his eyebrows furrowed in anger. Seeing him like that would break me, but I had to face it, face him. I let my eyes climb up Samantha's face to see her smirking. "I'll give you guys some space," Samantha won. She got me and she got me hard. I didn't want to think about her words, but ma
Sinful BOOK 2: 31. Sinner
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Sinful BOOK 2: 33. Sinner
I sat in my car, tired from all the shouting, yelling, puking and emotions that I had to let out, and I needed something to keep me calm, so I called the only man who ever cared about me. The only man who gave an actual fuck about me; my father."Hello, my angel," my fathers thick Nigerian accent hit me like a wave of fresh air. I smiled immediately at his voice and the name he called me."Hey daddy," I leaned further into my car sit in the park. I didn't quite have it in me to go back to being alone in that house just yet. I didn't feel like crying yet."This one you called me today, did somebody die," my father joked, I laughed. It had been only a few seconds but the man made me feel better than I've felt in hours. Why didn't I call him since?"No daddy, no one died, at least not yet," I added, thinking to how I'd kill Antonio once I find out that Samantha is doing something shady to my son.
Sinful BOOK 2: 34. Sinner
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Sinful BOOK 2: 35. Sinner
Aaliyah and I had a plan, where Aaliyah would go to the house and use seeing Antonio as cover but what she's actually doing is looking after Samantha and Diego to see if Samantha was doing something horrible to the boy. It wasn't much of a great plan given that Samantha pretends a lot but i knew it would work because Aaliyah and Samantha never agreed on the same thing, and it would be hard for Samantha to pretend to Aaliyah; Aaliyah see's right through her bullshit."Hell yeah! Let's do it! And I hope I catch her doing something so this time she goes to prison and rot forever," Aaliyah had said with so much determination."I gave Diego your phone number and mine, so if he calls you, it means there's something horrible going on," I told her. Aaliyah nodded, she was ecstatic that I was giving such an important task as she called it.I leaned into my office seat, letting out a worried sigh. It was almost 5pm, but I didn't have the heart
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