Eden couldn’t even focus on the attack. She was too busy assessing her husband. The sight of Jermaine’s sweat covered chocolate body and the bible hiding his condom-less manhood. There was no putting Eden’s heart together. She had officially seen everything she needed to see.

“Eden, I’m sorry. This… This didn’t mean anything,” Jermaine stuttered as he looked down to the floor. He couldn’t even look at her.

There was no need to throw out the phrase, ‘It’s not what it looks like’ because it was very much exactly what it appeared to be. He had been caught with the very person that Eden feared their children would become. There was no greater betrayal, and he knew it.

“So, is this what a late night at the office looks like. After you fucked my sister, you planned to come home and do the same thing to me, right? Every Thursday night, you come home, you don’t even take a shower. You climb your foul ass in the bed and in between my legs. I’ma ask you again. Is my sister who you’re with every Thursday night?”

Jermaine trembled. There was no way he would answer that question. She had already seen the worst thing she could see, there was no need to admit anything else.

Eden shook her head and let out a dry mirthless laugh.

Jermaine stepped backwards. He had never heard such a sound coming from her. After seeing something so devastating, he expected Eden to spit on him, attack him, or stab him. The fact that she spoke calmly without attack, terrified him.

“Edy. Eden, Baby I-”

“Let’s go Eve. We’re done here,” Eden said as she turned to walk out of the hotel room. She ignored Jermaine’s stunned look.

“We’re done here?” Envy mocked. “Oh my God, you’re so lame. No wonder all of your exes practically lived between my legs. You have no backbone,” Envy laughed.

Envy didn’t care anything about the ass whooping she just endured by her older sister. Breaking Eden down was the highlight of her life.

“Y’all need to leave and close the door behind you. Jermaine normally busts two times. He only bust once so far. See,” Envy laughed as she reached between her cum drenched legs and wiped Jermaine’s seminal fluid on Eden’s face.

Eden lost it. The last thing she remembered before being placed in handcuffs was stabbing Envy with the hotel’s personalized pen.

CHAPTER 4

“Hello?”

Eve answered her call with an attitude from hell. For the past two weeks, she received multiple calls from the last person she wanted to hear from. The fact that he thought he could talk himself out of the hole he dug for himself made Eve’s blood boil. She and Eden were thick as thieves, and by no means would she entertain the fake sincerity of a bullshitter.