At the time when Akeilia was eighteen

Akeilia POV

"You should forgive him you know". He told me. We sat inside his bar at his house. I had a bottle of vodka in my hand. It was already half and I felt it creeping up on me. He invited me over so he could comfort me. As always. He'd always been there for me, in everything.

"Drinking won't help you". Yet again I didn't reply. Instead I kept drinking. It helped a lot. I won't have to think about Michael too much. Or more over got rid of most of the pain, at that moment at least.

I giggled.

"I could say the same for... you". I told him.

"I always... drink. I just never over do it".

"So why o..ver do it now?" I inquired.

He made a tiny chuckle. A kind of bad boy player one.

"You wanna know... why?"

"Yeah, but hold on... What about you... she basically dumped you, after everything you guys shared". The look in his eyes was almost unreadable. He put his bottle at his head and took a gulp. It was obvious he was stressed out about her.

He got off his chair and moved closer towards me. He was kind of too close. But I guessed in the drunken state I was it didn't bothered me much.

"What... are you doing?" I asked but I was smiling. I knew I was too drunk. I wasn't used to drinking, but it was part of how I dealt with my trauma. Wasn't a good way, but it helped. Therapy wasn't enough.

"Akeilia. Have you ever heard... that when a person is drunk whatever... they say is true".

"Yeah, but... is it?"

"Sometimes. I'm gonna tell you something. Don't let what... I'm about to say frightened you. But I'm not drinking and stress... out because of her. It's because I can't have the girl that I'm truly in love with". My eyes dilated. He didn't say that it was me he was talking about, but I knew it was. The look in his eyes gave him away. But.. I didn't understand. He'd never shown it before. Did he told me the truth?

He brushed his fingers across my checks and I shivered after I felt a tingle somewhere inside me. At that moment I couldn't tell where. I couldn't tell what.

"Your beautiful, even more than her".

"Don't do this to me. Don't lie to me... I can't-".

"Please... if your going to reject me, at least let... me pour out my heart to you first please". I kinda wanted to hear, but I was a little afraid. It shouldn't have happened. He shouldn't have said that.

"My best friend already... had your heart. All those times I eavesdropped was because I wanted... to take all the chance I had to be close to you. It was kinda childish of me. I couldn't do better then... Sometimes, sometimes I wished... Michael and I could've switched lives, but I'd be Leon Perry instead". He chuckled. I giggled a bit too but got serious again.

"I couldn't have told you then... I would've still been too late because it seemed like there was something going on between you two even before I came into the picture. Maybe... I wouldn't even be here right now to tell you this because Michael would've probably found out and pushed me away... So I kept it inside... I kept all of it inside... Mostly too because of the age difference... but I can't anymore... damn it". He breath out the last part frustratedly. He moved away and turned his back to me.

There was a funny feeling in my gut. I didn't know what to say. I never thought I'd heard this from him. I felt so funny.

"Leon you should've.. I didn't.. I..I don't know what to tell you".

He walked back to his previous position in front of me. Fear, pain, desperation. All that was evident on his face.

"Can... we take advantage... of this situation?" My heart sped up.

"Y-You mean?"

"Yes... I wanna have sex with you. Please let me". He brushed his hand across my cheeks again. The tip of his fingers tickled my skin and left a tingling sensation, that traveled from breast to my vagina.

He leaned closer. I couldn't move. The scent of his perfume was beautiful. It was as if I was lost in whatever he was trying to do to me. He evoked a feeling I longed to feel. Of course I felt like having sex sometimes, but the feeling he evoked in me was intense. But it felt wrong to feel like that.

"Why does it have to be sex? I can't. I... I'm not ready".

He was so close, too close to my lips and I was still in shock at his words. Was he true to his words? Or he just wanted to take advantage of my situation? But I'd been drunk around him before and he never did.

Before he could spoke I spoke again.

"What about Monique? What about Michael?" He put his bottle on the counter. I couldn't have sex with Leon, he... I just wasn't supposed to I couldn't. Even though he and Monique wasn't together at the moment, they were once involved.

I didn't want to but my body was saying differently and I knew it was the alcohol....or was it?

His expression was calm and still comforting. I didn't sense anger from him. He also didn't move.

"Monique basically dumped me. She couldn't decide if she wanted to be with me because she was still in love with Ken". My eyes widened. What?

"She'd never mentioned that to me".

"Why would she. Don't expect Monique to tell you everything. She told me she wanted time, but I knew the true reason. Michael... Michael probably loves you, but I'm in love with you. It might feel wrong now, but both of us have a mind of our own. We're not owned by them".

"He hadn't stopped trying to get me to talk to him. He hadn't really gave up". He brushed the strands of hair at my eyes behind my ears. His touch sent a message through my body.

As he caressed my cheek again, I shut my eyes for couple seconds before I opened them once again and looked at him. He gave me this look, as if he had told me I was beautiful.

"I know and I know you love him, but I love you. And I can't take away what you and Michael had... But why should they move on with their lives and we stress about them? Do you think he's gonna sit around and wait for you? If you don't forgive him any time soon he's gonna move on". I didn't get it. He wanted to have me, yet he still spoked for his friend? That was a bit confusing. Could it be that it was the alcohol? But he did said when a person was drunk they usually spoke the truth. Or was that to manipulate my mind?

He took up his bottle and walked away. I bit my bottom lip in a depressed manner. I stopped immediately before he sat in his seat and I took a gulp of liquor. I looked at his pants front and I could tell he was hard and that he had on a tight boxer behind that jeans pants.

It reminded me of a particular someone. But I refused to let my mind drifted on the thought of him.

Leon took two big gulps before he looked at me again. At the time I couldn't help but to realized how handsome he was. I hadn't thought of him that way never, but the things he admitted to me opened my eyes on another level.

"As much as I want you so badly, I would never take advantage of you. I would prefer us... to take advantage of each other. I wouldn't want you to... wake up tomorrow and regret anything and hate me, even if you'd prefer to end things between us". The funny feeling got even worst and my body urged for him even more. How was this even so possible? I was supposed to be turned off.

It could've been that he was the problem why he and Monique weren't together anymore, but based on what he told me I remembered some things Monique said also, and of course she was still in love with Ken.

As for Michael, if he'd wanted me he would've gave me what I asked for, or even if not he could've at least been there for me when I needed him. He told me he'd be my therapist so I knew he offered to be there for me even though John was over... instead I caught him with another woman. Maybe I shouldn't let either of them held me down for real and just gave in to my feelings for Leon. The feeling of my body at least.

"Akeilia".

I wasn't sure if I was thinking straight, but the more I thought about it, the more I didn't care.

"Please say something". I snapped from my thinking zone and looked back at him.

"Can you please come here?" He gave me a skeptical look, but got up anyways. I could tell he was wondering if that really came from my mouth.

He didn't went extremely close that time. But I pulled him closer between my legs. Even closer than before.

As if sensing me, he put his huge hand at the back of my head and pushed his lips on mine, then he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. It felt unusual at first, but after a few seconds I started to feel even more aroused if that's what it was called.

"Let me in, please". He begged and dug deeper inside my mouth. It felt so good. It was as if I felt whatever he wanted me to, the moment he touched my lips.

I moaned and gave out. I tried to kiss him back, but he was better.

"Don't worry I'll teach you". He sensed that I wasn't a good kisser, but I wasn't ashamed. I put myself closer at the edge of the chair so I could've felt his hardness on my vagina. He trailed his huge palm up and down my arced back.

He trailed wet kisses on both sides of my neck. Then he went to my breasts.

I arced my back even more. I allowed him to have his way with me. Until it reached the point where he pulled my pantie from under my skirt. We got so hot he couldn't wait to put it in. Even though I was more than wet, it gave him a rough time and it gave me a rough time. It felt like it was forcing my stuff to a limit it couldn't handle. It hurt.

I tightened my arms around his firm neck and tightly shut my eyes. He groaned as he tried to put it in.

My legs trembled as he tried and tried again. I made a painful cry. It felt stuck just a little inside me. No wonder I cried out.

"Can't you make it better". The thing was, it felt harder for me because it wasn't inside. It was as if a got so aroused it hurt and I only wanted it inside to relief me of sexual pain. It didn't just hurt to put it inside. It also hurt my vagina to not have it inside.

"Wrap your legs around me". He breath heavily at my ears.

I did just that. He took me up and carried me to his room. He made me feel so good. I'd never felt anything like it before.

He laid me on his bed then went to his dresser for a small bottle. It read 'lubricant gel'. He dropped it on the bed. The bed he and monique probably did it a million and one times, but that made me wanted it even more. I remembered the way he made Monique moaned and grabbed the sheets. I wanted him to make me feel the same.

I sat up and took my clothes off. I bit of shyness overwhelmed me after I caught him gazing at my body. I remembered he said that I was more beautiful than Monique. Did he meant, in every way?

I got a bit fearful after I saw his member. Was that what he was really trying to push inside of me?

"How am I gonna take all that".

He gave me a slightly perplexed expression, but it only lasted for couple seconds.

He walked closer.

"I'll stop when you can't take anymore".

He made me lay and kissed me all over. Except for my interior of course. He played with my nipples in everyway he could. God it felt unexplainable. It felt s-soo good.

He did everything so gently and patiently until my body was crying out to him. Too much. I tried to please him also by playing with his member and I wanted to try other stuff.

"Don't push it. In time you will know everything. I'll teach you. Let me do all the work". He started teasing me again until I seriously couldn't take anymore.

"P-Please...". I was basically out of breath. As if sensing what I needed he applied the gel on his member. The size didn't matter to me anymore. I needed it.

He asked me to go on my hands and knees at the bed edge. He said that he wanted to penetrate me better. He had to basically made way with his fingers first while he tried to penetrate me. It was painful but it was working. Finally! He slipped his head in.

I made a small squeal and fist the bed.

Yes!

He worked his way up there. He stopped a few times for adjustment, then at it again. I moaned, over and over again. He expressed himself by slapping my ass and squeezed my breast. Moans escaped his lips too. It was really sexy.

Slow and careful thrust altered to quicker thrust and deeper strokes. Then to loads of loud moaning from both of us, but mostly me, then fast and shallow thrust then slow and deeper strokes. Yes I basically adjusted, until he was moving freely inside me.

I couldn't control my mouth. I moaned so much. It felt so good. Too good. I never ever wanted stop. Oh my god I needed more.

"Leon". I found myself bouncing on him as he pulled me unto him. He stretched his body and played with my nipples and then he rubbed something close to my vagina, above it but outside that made me went out of my mind.

I grabbed, I yelled, I screamed, I bit my lips and tightly shut my eyes. I squeezed my toes. Shit! My eyes flashed open few minutes later, as I felt a familiar pleasure sweeter than everything I was feeling.

A sexy and strained moan escaped Leon's lips then my vagina got even more wet and the sweet unusually sweet pleasure continued for few more seconds.

That night that he made love to me, he penetrated me so good it hurts, but in a good way.

Obviously at that point he didn't thought about his friendship with Michael or thought about Monique at all and neither did I focus on Michael or thought about my friendship with Monique. I needed more of him that night and he gave it to me.

Maybe we were drunk, but at that point I was only interested in focussing on all things he did to me.

After that I couldn't stopped myself from thinking about what happened between Leon and I, and I definitely didn't cut myself from him. I got addicted to him. We had it going on for Days, weeks and months. Of course not everyday. I never got tired of it.

It seemed as if it wasn't just the alcohol at all. We were really into each other. I even believed him that he loved me. He taught me a lot, not only about sex and protection, other important stuff that was gonna made me into a happy successful young woman. All of that happened without either Monique or Michael's knowing.

He made me into a pro in not just one thing.

If it wasn't for what happened to me in the past, it could've passed that he took my virginity. And I'd told him that he was my first.

After all that was said and done.... I think I fell in love with him.

Was it possible to love two person at once? When I used to heard of it I never thought it was possible. But I was a living proof of it.

Leon POV

"You should forgive him you know". How long was I going to live a lie? I was good at hiding my true feelings but it didn't meant I wasn't feeling anything.

I would kill for this woman. And honestly, I thought about killing Michael just to have her. I could do it without a trace back to me. But I'd never. I knew I shouldn't succumbed to temptations. I love my friend. He'd been good to me. That shouldn't even crossed my mind, but I wasn't perfect.

But I care about Akeilia so much.

"Drinking won't help you". She kept drinking. I could tell she was drunk. I was tempted to stop her, but a part of me wanted her to go on. So at least even if I confessed my feelings for her she'd be so drunk she wouldn't remember. I just needed to get rid of the pain. I needed to let out some. It was killing me.

"I could say the same for... you". Tell her Leon.

"I always... drink. I just never over do it".

"So why o..ver do it now?" I was glad she asked me that. I think our conversation was going where I wanted it.

"You wanna know... why?"

"Yeah, but hold on... What about you... she basically dumped you, after everything you guys shared". I only wanted to talk about us. I put the bottle at my head again. I wanted tell her how I felt. I could've felt that the subject was going to change. I didn't wanted it to. I was gonna have to tell her at that moment.

I got off the chair and walked close to her. I could tell she was slightly nervous. I didn't really know, maybe a little confused. But she kept cool.

"What... are you doing?" That was the moment.

"Akeilia. Have you ever heard... that when a person is drunk whatever... they say is true". Don't beat around the bush. Just tell her damn it! Were you gonna keep it in you forever? What if there was a chance for you in her life?

"Yeah, but is... it?"

"Sometimes. I'm gonna tell you something. Don't let what... I'm about to say frightened you. But I'm not drinking and stress... out because of her. It's because I can't have the girl that I'm truly in love with". She was still an innocent girl, but I was sure she was sensible. I wasn't certain if she'd been in any sexual contact with anyone as yet, but I doubted it.

I brushed my fingers across her beautiful cheek. I loved her. I was certain it wasn't infatuation. I was a man and I knew how I felt.

"Your beautiful, even more than her". That wasn't suppose to came out. What if she thought I wasn't being honest or something? I shouldn't have said that. Monique was still her friend. It probably made her felt uneasy.

"Don't do this to me. Don't lie to me... I can't-".

God I knew it. As I said, she was sensible. But I wasn't lying.

"Please... if your going to reject me, at least let... me pour out my heart to you first please". I wanted to have her as my own. I wanted to make her happy. I wanted her to have my babies.

"My best friend already... had your heart. All those times I eavesdropped was because I wanted... to take all the chance I had to be close to you. It was kinda childish of me. I couldn't do better then... Sometimes, sometimes I wished... I Michael and I could switch lives, but I'd be Leon Perry instead". I was dead serious.

"I couldn't have told you then... I would've still been too late because it seemed like there was something going on between you two even before I came into the picture. Maybe... I wouldn't even be here right now to tell you this because Michael would've probably found out and pushed me away... So I kept it inside... I kept all of it inside... Mostly too because of the age difference... but I can't anymore... damn it". Speaking the truth was one influence of alcohol, but it also weakened a person causing them to be vulnerable to emotions. Yes I wanted to shed some tears, but that I also had control over.

"Leon you should've.. I didn't.. I..I don't know what to tell you". I had already embraced myself for rejection, but she had to know. I felt better that way. So everytime she looked at me she'd know that I loved her. Not Monique.

Once she knew, I'd always be apart of her because she'd always remember. So I still wouldn't completely lose her. I was afraid to lose her.

Damn it! Leon your messed up. I shouldn't have told her. She was my best friend girl. As much as they weren't together right now, I knew he'd do everything to get her back.

But until then.

I walked back in front of her. The bottle was still in my hand.

"Can... we take advantage... of this situation?" I couldn't help myself. Sex was another way of expressing love.

"Y-You mean?"

"Yes... I wanna have sex with you. Please let me". I sounded like a horny teenage boy.

I wanted to kiss her so badly. Those lips were temptingly sweet. I could tell she wanted me too, but she was holding back.

"Why does it have to be sex? I can't. I... I'm not ready". As I said, I was prepared to be rejected, but I still couldn't gave up.

"What about Monique? What about Michael?" I put the bottle down after she mentioned Monique's name. She had all the right to Michael's, but not Monique.

Monique didn't know what she wanted. I had to admit, I was falling for her, but I wasn't in love with her, or more over loved her. She only had sex with me because she was on rebound. I had sex with her because..well I was a man and I had feelings also. I thought something would've came of us and it was happening, but she had to ruin it for that good for nothing boy. I thought she'd made me at least get over Akeilia the least bit, due to the fact that she was Michael's girl but Monique wasn't able to.

"Monique basically dumped me. She couldn't decide if she wanted to be with me because she was still in love with Ken". She didn't know?

"She'd never mentioned that to me". Of course she wouldn't. She'd wanted it to look as if I was at fault.

"Why would she. Don't expect Monique to tell you everything. She told me she wanted time, but I knew the true reason. Michael... Michael probably loves you, but I'm in love with you. It might feels wrong, but both of us have a mind of our own. We're not owned by them". I needed to convince her. Don't get me wrong, I didn't wanna take advantage of her. I wanted her on free will.

"He hadn't stopped trying to get me to talk to him. He hadn't really gave up". Unlike Monique, Akeilia knew what she wanted. She always talked about her future. She was willing to make a huge difference in her life. And I was gonna be there for her.

"I know and I know you love him, but I love you. And I can't take away what you and Michael had. But why should they move on with their lives and we stress about them. Do you think he's gonna sit around and wait for you? If you don't forgive him any time soon he's gonna move on". Nothing last forever.

I wasn't gonna force her. It felt as if that was what I was doing. I didn't want that, so as much as I'd wanted to, I'd just let her be.

I took up my bottle and went back to the chair. I put the bottle at my head again. My balls were beginning to hurt. I was throbbing for her.

"As much as I want you so badly, I would never take advantage of you. I would prefer us to take advantage of each other. I wouldn't want you to wake up tomorrow and regret anything and hate me, even if you'd prefer to end things between us". The way she was looking at me made my c*ck even harder. But she was looking directly at me and wasn't saying anything. It made me felt a bit... uneasy. I wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Akeilia". She still didn't answer. For god sakes Akeilia.

"Please say something". She blinked rapidly a few times. I realized she was just lost in thought. I was curious to know what it was.

"Can you please come here?" What? If it wasn't only the two of us in this room, I would've looked behind me to see if I was really who she was talking to.

I got up but I didn't push it this time. I gave her some space so she'd felt comfortable.

I looked directly into her eyes and the thought I had that she didn't want to do it instantly diverted.

By the looks of her whole body, I could tell she wanted me, so I made sure I made the first move.

"Let me in, please". I begged. I kissed her passionately. If only she knew how much I love her.

The sweet sensual sound of her angelic voice aroused me even more. I could've tell that she wasn't used to it. But I knew damn well how to.

"Don't worry I'll teach you". She braced herself on me. God I wanted to push myself inside her that instance.

I did what her body asked for. I made sure I took my time because I was waiting for when she reached to the point where she'd beg me to go inside.

I was going crazy after I couldn't enter her. She was extraordinary. I knew she was extremely wet, but I only managed to enter an inch. It felt like I couldn't go any further. It was painful for me because it was stretching my penis skin. I was circumcised.

It had to be even more painful for her. It was confirmed after she complained.

I had to push myself that hard, but not too hard. If I'd took my precious time it was gonna take a longer time for me to enter her.

I remembered I had a bottle of lubricant gel, I was certain it would've helped.

Even though I'd never say this out of my mouth, it didn't meant I hadn't and never thought about it... Akeilia was the best woman I'd ever had sex with. She was even...she was tighter than even Monique. I wasn't frightened for women with tight vagina. I'd experienced uncountable. I didn't always liked it because my d**k head would ended up with painful bruises. But for Akeilia I could've made an exception. Besides I already learned how to handle things like that.

Monique was tight no doubt. And I didn't say Akeilia was tighter because of Monique's betrayal I wasn't that type of a man, but Akeilia was something to talk about.

In a way I was betraying Michael, but I was in love with Akeilia and I couldn't hide it anymore. There was no way I could've been with Akeilia and still be friends with Michael. He would've hated me. I couldn't allowed that because I valued our friendship, so I made it my number one priority to make sure he never found out. But if I could've still been friends with Michael while I had the girl I was in love with, I'd do it.

Monique once asked me which was prettier, her or Akeilia. I told her that it was her, but I lied. Akeilia was much more beautiful. After I saw her naked I couldn't removed my eyes. I was lost just looking at her body. My d**k was stiff but it got even stiffer and the sight of her body even heightened my orgasm level to 85% out of 100%.

I always imagined myself sucking her. But I didn't do it that night, but I did it few weeks later. It was actually my first time honestly.

I remembered I was actually thinking that Akeilia probably had sex with someone after what happened to her. I wasn't always around. I was busy with official meetings traveling, so I wouldn't have known. But I strongly believed otherwise. What happened to her was too traumatizing for her, which was why I shouldn't have put such things in her head. But she was growing up and she had to grew up. She had to get used to it. If I'd let her continued her resentment towards sex and men, mainly because of Michael's contribution, she'd probably ended up being a 40 year old virgin. I believed she gave in to me because she knew me and wanted to experiment what I had to offer, but it wasn't just sex I had to show her, love too.

She was trying her best to please me, but unfortunately she didn't knew that I was already satisfied.

"Don't push it. In time you will know everything. I'll teach you. Let me do all the work".

I had a difficult time entering her. F**k I could tell that she didn't had sex at all with anyone else. I was later told by her that I was her first. The way she felt alone could tell. I also realized that she was indeed trying to be a woman. She endured the pain until she adjusted.

It kind of made me wondered if Monique was pretending, the times she'd quickly got off saying that it was too painful, because she wanted to made an impression on me. Akeilia was much tighter and she endured it.

It was either that, Monique was playing the innocent girl she wasn't or she truly wasn't pretending, and maybe Akeilia was just stronger and more determined.

Her sexy moans almost made me hit 100% but I held back. I couldn't cum yet. Hell no! I was gonna made her cum first. Even though even if she didn't, she wouldn't understand that there was another level of pleasure for her to feel, but I knew she still would've felt the urge for more and it would've made her felt uncomfortable especially if she didn't get it. I wasn't gonna take advantage of her like that. She needed to experience the other level. So I did what I knew would've triggered her off as I was like 98% close to hit 100%.

I couldn't help but verbally expressed my emotions.

Soon I realized that she was cumming. I knew the signs and I felt it all over my d**k. I freed my mind and allowed the walls of steel to stumble, then...I hit maximum.

Orgasms felt great overall, but there were some that were sweeter, and that was what I experienced. It was a long time I hadn't felt that way. I didn't know if it was because of her beauty or innocence, but I definitely certain it was because of my love for her.

Again, I wished I was Leon Perry.

I should've used protection on her, but I knew that I was clean, and I knew she wouldn't have became pregnant. I knew everything about emergency pills and contraceptives. She had a bright future ahead of her and I wouldn't dear ruined it.

That night was one of the best sex I had in years. I wasn't being bias about Monique, because seriously, Akeilia was the sweetest girl I ever had.

It wasn't because I was drunk that I did what I had. I wanted to do it for a very long time now. As Akeilia said, it didn't had to be sex, but I wanted it to be. It was very important to me. And she needed it.

However, she didn't end thing between us. It went on for a long time. Well..it felt like a very long time. I thought her all she needed to know. And because I knew all about psychology, I tried so hard to help get rid of her trauma. She had a very strong will power. I somehow knew she'd turned out to be awesome.

I wasn't sure if I'd ever stopped loving her and because of that I was afraid. If she didn't ended up with me it was gonna hurt too much.

So... a part of me wanted to stop loving her. A part of me wanted to let her go.

I wanted her to love me back, but I couldn't ask her for it....She was Michael's girl.

Seemed as if Leon wasn't the only one good at hiding feelings eh. My dear Akeilia.

So how did you felt or still feel while reading this chapter? Let me know by commenting below.

Thank you so much for reaching this point with me. I'm showing my gratitude.

I do hope though that you'd tell your friends about my stories and your friends would tell their other friends and so it goes on.

I really love you guys and I can't believe 'I'm still here' and the history of 'Step daddy no' is finally coming to an end 😢. I'm gonna miss Michael, Akeilia, Leon, Monique everybody. Except for John of course😡 I love them so much😥and mostly you guys too, especially the ones who helped motivated me by dropping some comments. I'm glad for you too silent readers.

Just make sure I see you in 'Lucifer' and 'My Bodyguard'.😤and make sure you stop being so silent. It's killing me😐😀😃.

I probably add something to that 'My Bodyguard' title but I don't know yet.

BELOW are some parts from the main story to refresh your memory on the moments of love and jealously, just in case you forgot. Or say, things that proved my point here in the flashbacks yeah. Things you probably missed because I made it seemed as if it wasn't like that. In other words, I played with y'all minds.

Monique words.

What makes you think you know him so much

A/N. She know him even more than you darling.

Leon thoughts

It was just one thing that also pushed me over the edge, but I convinced myself to forget it.

A/N. The lovely sex you and your friend wife shared years ago. Lol! Well she wasn't wife at the time.

Well, that was the time he insulted Michael over the phone.

A part of me meant to say what I did, but the other part knew it wasn't right.

Monique words

You know, sometimes I wonder if you love Akeilia

A/N. Yes. Lol!

Why you slapped me? You'd never raised your hand at me Leon. Never! And as I mentioned Akeilia's name...

Leon words

Your accusations had gone way too far.

A/N. Accusations or truth?

Monique words

Don't you see? You were badly hurt yet you were still interested in coming here. Why couldn't you stay home with our son and let me come? Why is she so important to you Leon?

Leon words

I'd seen Akeilia through pain, physical pain and a lot of depression more than once! I don't want that anymore. So f*ck me if I'd risk my own life to save my friend

A/N. Ex lover you mean.

Monique words

I can't tell the last time you told me I was beautiful, yet you told Akeilia. You even pulled Michael away from his own wife. He could've moved by himself. I'm not even sure if I saw right but I could swore I saw you touched her belly
.....

Yeah to me. I'm your wife so you did it to me. But she's not pregnant for you Leon

Or is she? What's going on between the both of you. Did you f*ck her

A/N. Yes. Lol! He never said yes but he never denied it either. So basically Leon kinda pulled Michael away just a bit, but it wasn't really intentional. Subconsciously he really didn't want Michael all over Akeilia and his body just reacted. Good thing it didn't happen while Michael was kissing Akeilia. Owww.
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Why do you always have to run to her every cry?

A/N. Obviously there's something there.

So there you have it for this chapter. Enjoy the rest.