Secret Affair with A Mafia Boss

   AYANNA 

  My heart raced the closer I got to the room. I could hear the moans and groan of pleasure echoing through the entire house still I refuse to believe it. Alex wouldn't betray me this way, he loves me so much but as I quietly pushed the door to our bedroom open, my entire world comes crumbling down.

    There he was, my husband f*ucking another woman on our matrimonial bed. Not just a other woman, my cousin Kate.

    "Oh, you feel so good. I never want this to end," Alex groaned in pleasure 

    "You don't have to if you don't want to, all you have to do is get rid of your wife. Our relationship would no longer have to be hidden if you do so." 

    "I know Kate. But I can't end things with her, not yet at least. I have a lot to loss if I divorce her, so have we have to keep hiding our relationship like we've done for years."

    Years? 

    They've been doing this for years. How long? Is two years, three years. Alex and I have been married for five years. I never saw signs of his cheating or perhaps because he treated me so well and acted like the perfect husband. He easily fooled me.

    Unable to bear their screams of pleasure which filled the room, I quietly close the door so they wouldn't know I was there, tears spilling down my cheeks as I ran away. 

    I wasn't just consumed by pain, but rage knowing he's been playing me for a long time. 

    ... 

"I want a divorce father, Alex is not the man he's been pretending to be he's a liar and a cheat," I said as soon I barged into father's home office.

"You want to divorce just because you caught your husband cheating," Father replied nonchalantly, slowly raising his head to meet my gaze.

"What is wrong with you Ayanna. Do you want to ruin our family reputation with divorce. The legacy I've struggled to build for many years? Besides, you're a famous super model, many young women look up to you, they want to be like you, they want to have a marriage like yours." 

Shock was an understatement. I was in total awe that even as I open my mouth to speak I couldn't get the words out. 

"Men are polygamous in nature. It's not so bad if your husband cheats as long as the other woman remains a mistress. Alex and you have been married for five years you can't just threw it away because of mere cheating. Besides his relationship with Kate has being going on even before you both got married. But he chose you which means he loves."

"What! Father, you knew?" My shocked gaze trailed after him as he stood from where he sat, sauntering toward me. 

"You knew about his relationship with Kate yet you allowed me marry him. What kind of a father are you? No, are you even my father?"

Slap. 

Pain sliced through my cheek following father's slap. I couldn't even bring myself to cry, probably too stunned by the betrayal or yet to comprehend the full force of it.

"Don't even think of divorcing Alex or your mother suffers the consequences," Father said, turning his back to me before I could utter another word. I sliently stared at the retreating figure of the man who was suppose to be my father, he was supposed to take my side. Slowly, rage began to replace the pain I was feeling. Alongside a potent hunger for revenge.

Since they think cheating was " MERE" perhaps they wouldn't mind if I did the same.

... 

Ayanna are you sure about this? I'm not sure this is a good idea," Olivia(my bestfriend) said, looking perlexed as she scanned the club.

"You're a married woman and a famous super model too, things could get SCANDALOUS...

She emphasized on the last words while doing a two finger gesture thingy.

"Uhmm... I'm wearing a mask Li," I said, pointing to the mask on my face which stopped below my nose. "Besides I've long allowed my marriage define me. I've long lived for a man who isn't even worth it, I'm done doing so. From now on I do what I want." 

    "Oh yeah. That right babe. No wallowing in misery for a lying, cheating, bastard," Olivia cheered, giving me a mischievous grin. "Then let's get you that hot ass man you talked about spending the night with. And I know just the right spot." 

    Olivia pulled me along before I could say a word not like I was protesting though. We pushed through the crowd, cheering and dancing to the loud music. Two men good looking men approached us, but they were not what I was looking for, Olivia was probably thinking the same because she brushed them off, leading me to the VIP section. 

    It was less crowdy here than it was downstairs. Infact a serene energy made it obvious that only people of high class were present in this room alongside the girls and male escorts serving them. 

    Leading me to a seat, Olivia clapped her hands as she yelled. "We want the hottest male escorts you have, money is not the problem."

    Several handsome male escorts stepped forward each doing their best to impress us so that we'd pick them. I glanced at them all, tall, with abs, they were handsome yet none caught my interest. I didn't now what I was search for, probably... 

    I snapped out of my thoughts when Olivia spoke. "You can pick as many as you want. There's enough for both of us," she pointed at the men as though they were some sort of commodity. 

    But as I followed her hand gesture, my gaze suddenly moved from the men in front of us to a man sitting at the far end of the VIP room. Even from afar, there was something about him that ensnaring. As I watched him like a predator aiming it's prey his gaze suddenly met mine and I knew immediately that if I was going to be going ahead with this revenge adventure I'd set out to, then he was the man I was using.