I dated her in high school, I was so in love with this woman, and I wanted us to be in the same university but she had other plans, so we broke up. She broke my heart and she left when I needed her most. So I shut love out and focused on my career as a formula one race car driver for Ferrari. I had sex with multiple girls and they all meant nothing, I had shut my heart down completely.

I trusted no one.

I was about 23 when I saw her again at a party she was dancing like the elegant angles she is and we talked and talked. We ended up kissing and I brought her back to my mansion and her hands were tangled in my hair as I did what I did. I swear I used protection.

But a month later she called me, she said she had all the symptoms of pregnancy so I sped over to her apartment.

We took three tests all said she was positive. We went to a doctor and they said she miscarriages and that she could never have kids. But seven months later, she gave birth to twins, Lavenia and Lareina. The most beautiful things I ever met.

She moved in with me, but we never got back together..

But disaster struck when she was getting love letters from her co worker. She told me it was nothing, but I didn’t believe her.

It struck me, she went on a date. She was going on dates.

Today I confronted her because in my mind she is mine. She is mine and only mine and if anyone has a problem they answer to me, including her.

Our girls were in bed and I walked up to her as she was getting a glass of water. My hands went instinctively on her hips and my lips were just by her ear.

“Turn around angel” I whispered, so she did.

“Did you kiss him?” I asked getting straight to the point. “Did you like him?” I continued.

She looked confused but then she remembered that I’m not stupid.

“You want the truth?” She asked angrily “he was a farmer. And sweet and he should’ve been perfect for me, for the girls. But I was bored out of my fucking mind.”

She didn’t answer my question so I asked again “did he kiss you”