CHAPTER 4: The Slut and Cheating Husband II
983 Words
“I wanna see the wrath of a cheating husband.”
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“There is nothing you can say to me, that will make me take Nicholas back” Stacy said, her mouth munching on a grape fruit.
Her lips watered by the juice form the fruit, the moist liquid sliding down her lips and making the men round her drool.
“Hey” Stacy yelled and. Yaya snapped back to reality,the was thinking of a way to save her useless brother ass.
Yaya flashed a smile and placed her hands on the table gently.
“Stacy” Yaya called, her name gently and and Stacy frowned, the mocking scowl clearly visible on her face.
“Hmm, I'm all ears”
“Actually it's not Nicholas fault, his poor wife is to be blamed, she claims she's more of a woman than you, and wouldn't divorce Nicholas, she is so much getting on my nerves” Yaya baba mouthed, while Stacy stared at her in curiosity.
“Isn't she an orphan?” She asked and Yaya clapped in sole agreement.
“Yet she thinks she is better than you” Yaya replied, adding spice and hatred to make Stacy mad, she bit her lips and shook her head angrily.
“She's crazy”
“Hmmm, someone who thinks she's better than me” Stacy muttered, her eyebrows furrowed in anger and Yaya smiled inwardly, she knew Stacy valued her power and wealth, she looked down in people and show them why she's a Giovanni.
And for a porr pumpkin like Anna to belittle her was going to hurt Stacy ego.
Yaya smiled curved to a smirk, her eyes glowing with brightness, gazing at the expensive wine on the table,for some reasons, she wanted to have a taste of the wine.
She stretched her hands about to pour herself a drink, but Stacy held her wrist
“What are you trying to do? That wine is worth more than one organ in your body”
Yaya felt her tummy twirl at the insult from Stacy, she bit her bottom lip and looked away, she clenched her fist underneath the table.
Stacy gazed at her in mockery and cleared her throat.
“Pur me a drink” she ordered, her eyes flashing with ruthlessness, Yaya froze for a second and grievously stretched her hands for the wine bottle.
Her hands trembled slightly and Stacy scoffed in annoyance.
“Don't break that I told you your organs wouldn't be able to pay for that” she yelled and gently tucked a strang of hair, behind her ear.
“Or are your hands to weak to touch such expensive wine?” She asked , her tone laced with mockery and joy.
Yaya grit her teeth in anger but flashed a smile, she took hold of the wine and poured it on a glass,gently placing it before Stacy on the table.
“That asshole , I'm getting humiliated because of you” Yaya cursed Nicholas in her heart.
“By the way let's pay a little visits to Nicholas poor wife” Stacy suddenly added and Yaya eyes lit up in shock.
“Ready?”
“Of course, why the hell will I tell you such and not do it?” Stacy replied and sipped the wine slowly, savoring the taste.
“Hmm, sparkling” she moaned in enjoyment, her tongue mixing with the wine and gulping it down slowly. Her slow yet poisonous action, making the men lick thirty lips in want.
Stacy smiled and winked at a guy, he froze and she averted her gaze back to Yaya.
“Yes Ma’m” she muttered, finally the pore pumpkin would divorce her brother.
“Waiter” Stacy yelled, her town high pitched and full of annoyance, she hated talking at the top of her lungs for attention.
The waiter walked towards her, his white shirt gently tucked into his black okay, his hair curly and fill of washed neatly, his hazel eyes piercing into her and Stacy bit her lips unconsciously.
She trailed her hands to her boobs, staring at his exposed collar bones, to his biceps ands he emailed, she cleared her throat.
“I wanna see your boss, take me to him” she ordered and the Male figure, Lorenz nodded in understanding.
“This way Ma'm” he said gesturing to a route and Stacy cat walked towards the route, her ass bouncing with every step and Yaya scoffed.
“That slut” she muttered and hissed in disgust.
******Kelly home********
Kelly paced round the room, her gaze fixating back to her phone, it's been days she fought with Anna.
She haven't been in touch with her since, she accursed her of Nicholas infidelity, although she was really worried, even though Anna could be a desperate fool at times, she was soft and loveable.
“Should I call her?”
She muttered and grunted angrily, her thought trailer to her argument with Anna and she frowned.
“She doesn't need me” she thought inwardly and sat down back on her chair.
Kelly works Ina n expensive fashion brand and she was a high paid designer, she was involved in the part of visualizing non existence fascinating designs, and she was pretty paid well for that.
Her hands scribed on the paper but then he paused , her thoughts trailed to Anna and the face of Nicholas, she heaved a sigh and dropped her pen on the desk.
She carried her phone, her fingers dialed Anna phone number about to press call, but her phone suddenly vibrated and rang.
Staring at the call, Kelly raised a brow in confusion and suspicious.
“Unknown number” she muttered, her hands deliberating whether to answer the call, but she succumbed to her curiosity and picked it up.
“Hello Miss Kelly, we need to talk”
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