A Wager for Ava: The Billionaire Heiress.

"Mrs Thompson, everything's been arranged to your instruction ma'am" the voice on the receiver said and she sighed in contentment.

Ava had just returned from a two weeks business trip from out of state. She was quite excited to see her family again. Her husband Brandon and her twin boys, Jesse and Javier.

Ava Smith had it all, a stable job, a perfect marriage and a stable home. It was everything a woman would ever want and Ava was truly thankful.

"Mmh thank you Rosa. I appreciate the effort" Ava answered with a smile. With a bonus earned from the deal she closed, Ava was planning on taking her three boys to dinner. She was after all, planning on taking a break to spend more time with her family. Ava soon hang up on the phone and smiled to herself.

Tucking her phone back in her bag, Ava made her way across the busy airport. Her sudden arrival was meant to be a surprise for Brandon and her twin boys. Of course they had been talking on the phone every night but Ava still missed being around her sweet family.

"28th Westbook street apartment number 12 please" Ava said as soon as she got a cab. As much as she wanted it to be Brandon to pick her up, the look of pure surprise on his face when he sees her excited her even more. She smiled at the cab driver, who was friendly enough to make small talk on the way.

Ava didn't mind though. She loved talking about her family and having someone to listen made her somewhat even happier.

"My two boys are 9. They're probably in school at the moment but i'm picking them later for dinner" Ava continued to chat on. From the way she talked about her family, it was obvious that she was very passionate about her family. After all, Brandon was all she had after her family discarded her for disobedience.

When Ava looked outside the cab window and saw her home,she smiled even brighter. "Well, this is me" she announced. Of course nobody was home. Nobody would be home at this moment but it still felt nice to be surrounded by all that familiarity. Getting out of the cab, she walked to the back and opened the trunk to take out her bags.

"Here you are Sir, thank you and have a lovely day" Ava said as she passed the cab money and started towards the sidewalk that led to the front door. Brandon's car parked on the driveway made her frown for a moment. It made her wonder if Brandon had gone to work without his car. He did say he was working when she last called him, which was that very morning.

As she opened the front door with her set of keys, Ava couldn't help the feeling that something was indeed very wrong. She couldn't place it but she felt it. Shrugging the nudging feeling away, she pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing she did was get out of her heels. Her legs were quite sore from having been in heels pretty much all the time while she was on her trip.

Ava gasped softly when she saw what state her house was in. She wasn't surprised though,no, she did have three boys living there after all. "You leave for two weeks and this is what you get-" Ava whispered to herself, now abandoning her suitcase by the hallway to start cleaning the scattered toys. "Boys..."she mumbled,smiled but just for a moment because a sudden noise grabbed her attention.

At first, Ava didn't know what it was. It had been faint that she almost thought she imagined it. Then she heard it again and this time, she froze. What she thought could've been a mistake was what she now identified as a moan. In her house?

Slowly, she placed the car toy she had been holding in a the kid's toys basket and started towards the stairs that led to the second floor of their house. The more she drew closer, the more Ava was convinced of what she was hearing. Despite it all, not a single thought crossed her mind that it could be Brandon. She had absolute faith in him. He would never cheat on her.

Then she saw it. Ava's eyes first landed on the discarded clothes on the floor. Her bedroom door was ajar so she really didn't have to struggle to see what was happening. Leaned against the dressed was a woman Ava couldn't see at first. Her silhouette was familiar but she couldn't clearly see her but the dress she had on was more than familiar to Ava. It had been a gift from Brandon on their fifth wedding anniversary. She would identify it anyway because it was a limited edition.

"Yes Brandon....more...fuck me more" the soft female voice moaned as Brandon kept thrusting in and out of the woman. Ava was in shock. It is often said that before someone dies, seven minutes of their life's memories flashes before them. That is what happened with Ava. Seeing Brandon screwing some women, in their matrimonial home felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest. The pain was raw to the point that she couldn't breath properly. Still, she couldn't get herself to move.

Despite everything that was happening infront of her eyes, Ava was still making excuses for Brandon. That maybe it was just a mistake. That maybe he didn't even like it.

"Does it feel good Brandon? Fucking me?" The female voice asked and Brandon's response came out as a groan. Clearly, he was enjoying himself. Ava watched as Brandon lifted her dress off of the woman up to her chest. "I can't cum on this dress... If i have to wash it, Ava would know.." Brandon's voice groaned out as he fastened his pace. With each word, Ava felt like she was breaking to pieces. Her blue eyes welled up to a point that her vision started getting blurry.

"That hag? Are you still thinking about her while you're fucking me?" The woman turned her head and Ava instinctively moved back from shock. Mia? How could she not have recognised that voice?

"It's more like i can never stop thinking about you while i'm inside her, Mia. I wanna cum deep inside..." Brandon said with a hoarse voice. From the little strength Ava had left, she quietly backed from the door with her hand placed over her chest to calm herself down.