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PROLOGUE

Someone’s naked ass is on ht when she walked into her kitchen that war home this early? Or, Why does he have his pants around his ankles? Andlike an injured cat? Nope Tessa’s brain couldn’t absorb those things just yet Instead all she could think about was how there was a butt cheek sliding along the spot where she’d chopped strawberries for breakfast

The two occupants in the kitchen didn’t even notice they were no longer alone, apparently too caught up in their counter defiling to bother God, were they that oblivious and swept up in passion? It’s not like she’d been particularly quiet walking in And she’d slept with the man who’d dropped trou in this little tableau for the last thirteen years She knew he didn’t inspire losing yourself to the ood tricks for Tuesday afternoons when he fucked the woman Tessa would’ve trusted her life with before today

Tessa cleared her throat, attereeted her was the sound of Doug telling that lying bitch how hot she was Rage washed through Tessa in a sloerful roll, boiling up and over until she was shaking with it She calmly set down her purse next to the fruit bowl and wrapped her hand around a large navel orange Without pausing to reflect, she lifted the fruit and launched it right at her husband’s head

It hizzing past hi room, but she couldn’t stop herself now She picked up another and hurled it even harder This one hit hiht on the ear with a fat thud

“What the fuck?” Doug’s hand went up to his ear, and he swiveled his head her way “Shit”

The traitor on the counter opened her eyes then, her gaze going wide

But Tessa kept throwing Oranges, apples, a grapefruit that landed with satisfying impact It was as if some other force had possessed her Fruit whizzed across the kitchen, pelting the both of theet up and pull their clothes around themselves

“Ow, Tessa, stop it! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Doug roared as he yanked at his pants with one hand while trying to fend off flying fruit with the other

“What is wrong withshe sounded like a lunatic but unable to stop herself

“Tessa, honey,” Marilyn said, hands out in front of her, blouse still hanging open “Let’s just calm down, okay?”

Tessa pinned her forlare “Did you just dare speak to me?”

“Marilyn, sweetheart,” Doug said softly, putting a hand on her elbow and blocking her froet out of here? I’ll deal with her”

Sweetheart? Deal with her? Loud, crashing bells were going off in Tessa’s head She was glad the knife block was out of reach because she wasn’t sure she could trust herself in that moment

Marilyn nodded after a quick, worried glance at Tessa then hurried through the living roolass doors that led to the pool area and a backyard exit Apparently, she knew better than to try to walk by Tessa to get to the front door Wise er style

With a tired sigh, Doug turned back to Tessa, his fly still unbuttoned and his dick still half-mast behind the material The bastard hadn’t even lost his erection In fact, he looked more annoyed that he’d been interrupted than asha, cheating asshole”

He pulled on his dress shirt and looked around at the carnage of busted fruit on the floor “Call the maid and have her come in early to clean this up It’ll draw ants if it sits too long I’ve got to get back to my office”

Tessa blinked, almost too stunned to speak “That’s what you have to say for yourself?”

“You don’t want to hear what I have to say” He adjusted his cuffs like it was any other day of getting ready for work and not like the whole foundation of their e had shattered beneath them

“Oh, no I really do,” she said, seething