❃ Bring the game on, Wife ❃

Lottie’s eyes grew bigger in its sockets on seeing a video of her and Pamela kissing, not only that, Pamela was fondling with her B-__-bs and she herself was busy chuckling and taking a video coverage of them.

“$h|t!” She cussed within. She should have deleted that, how could she forgets.

“Rooney listen i_”

“That… isn’t you, right?” He asked keenly.

“I…I can explain Rooney” She held his hand but he whipped it away harshly standing.

“Keep your f-__-king explanations to yourself. I can’t believe you Lottie… you’re disgusting” He said with disdain laid in his voice, then began walking out.

“No…Roo…Rooney!” She immediately ran after him.

“Rooney! Rooney wait!!” She ran to his front on the stairs stopping him.

“Move!” He pushes her aside but that made her lost her balance backwards, reaching for the floor.

“Ahh!” She shrieks but reflectively, he grabbed her hand back pulling her back to him.

He held her firmly by the waist, their chest gumming to each other.

“Rooney, listen to me please” She said loftily, but he lets her go roughly, her butt hits the stairs.

He looks away, anger visible in his eyes.

“I’m not a lesbian….what you saw isn’t wrong either, I’m actually bisegzual” She revealed and gulps.

“That lady was my girlfriend back there in Finland, but it was all in the past Rooney, I promise I’m not like that anymore, I already broke up with her and… I’m past it” She said in a rush but without saying anything, he walked past her, leaving the house.

Lottie remained on her sitting, her eyes growing misty already.

She sniffs in her tears then go through her phone, deleting every pictures and videos of her and Pamela’s.

“What do I do now…” She mutters dejected.

~BAR~

In a roll, he chug down four glasses of vodka without stopping.

“What again now uh? It’s barely yesterday you had an argument with your wife, don’t tell me you had the sequel today?” Louis says watching him.

“She deceived me” He seethes.

“Deceived? How?” Louis asked confused.

“That woman…is a d@mn liar” He only seethes.

“Rooney…” Louis places his palm on her shoulder.

“What did she do this time around?” He asked softly.

“She…she…ugh!!” He lets out a loud sigh.

Louis shook his head.

“I don’t know how she deceived you but wh@??ver it is, take it easy. I don’t know why you have to be so bothered about her when you don’t even like her. Or is this still part of your so called revenge?” He asked

“You don’t understand”

“Then make me understand. Look Rooney, I don’t get you anymore. I think you’re being too obsessed with this revenge of yours. Look you’re only hurting yourself because of it. Let it go man, I’m sure she doesn’t even know you’re ki||ing yourself for her like this. Why don’t you focus on your life now, you’re only being nothing but pathetic dear friend” Louis pats his shoulder then stood.

“Next time don’t call me if you’re just gonna wallow yourself in alcohol cause of your wife. I’m ashamed to be seen with you like this. I’m off.” He added and leaves.

“What do you know…” Rooney only rolled his eyes.

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Coming back home, he could see her sleeping soundly on the couch, she must have fell asleep while waiting for him. Perhaps.

He rolled his eyes and began walking upstairs, but his footsteps made her wake up.

“Rooney?” She calls, he gave her a short look, before striding upstairs.

She sighs out.

Getting to the room, he took off his clothes and went to the bathroom, he took a long shower then come out to meet Lottie already waiting in the room.

“Rooney let’s talk” She says to him but he ignores her and went over to the wardrobe.

“Roo_uhh!” A gasp completed her speech when he suddenly took off the towel covering his nude, leaving him stark naked.

She covers her eyes immediately, turning back to him.

Rooney couldn’t help scoffing on seeing her turning away.

“As if…” He mumbles and took his pajamas, he wore it then went out of the room.

She couldn’t help but scoff for the umpteenth time.

Several minutes later, Rooney finally came back to the room.

Lottie was on the bed dress in her night gown already. She could feel as Rooney got into the bed with her and lay on it.

She lets out a silent sigh then turns to him.

She stares at his back for a while before speaking out.

“Rooney?” She calls but he ignored her as usual.

“Are you going to keep giving me the cold shoulders?” She quizzes but yet ignored.

Then she sighs out.

Without uttering anymore words, she scoot closer to him on the bed, his brows furrows on feeling her body behind him.

“Rooneyy…” She places her palm on his shoulder, rubbing on it slowly.

“Are you still mad at me?” Her breaths fans his neck behind, her palms traces from his shoulder to his chest as she talks but he remained mute still.

“You really won’t talk to me…?” She asked slowly again, her palm gallivanting to his lower stomach now.

“Husband…” She blew air softly at the back of his ear.

He squirms but not succumbing but suddenly, her palm dips into his pajamas pants, and grab his Ç0ç? getting his eyes extremely widen.

“Even if I do this…” She began stroking it slowly, getting it hard and harder.

“… husband” She took in his scent, her lips brushing his neck.

“Hmm…” A slight low groan left his mouth, his eyes slowly succumbing to the pleasure by shutting close.

Her pace in stroking his already hardened Ç0ç? increased and a cunning smile spread on seeing she has completely caught him in her traps.

She continued stroking and stroking not stopping.

“Are you about to Com husband?” She whispers teasingly after a while , sticking her tongue out to tickle his neckline.

He only releases heavy breathes as response, he could already feel the fluid building up in his system ready to flush out. She just have to continue in her deed without even thinking of stopping whatsoever.

“What to do… I’m not ready to do that for you…” She however whispers once again and before he could make sense of what she said, she withdrew her hand from his Ç0ç? shifting away from him on the bed.

He opens his eyes when he felt her distance and turns to her only to see her standing away from the bed.

She took her phone and began pressing it.

“What…are you doing?” He questioned with a raised brow. She said nothing only focus on her phone.

“Lottie!” He got away from the bed, went over to her side and snatch the phone from her.

She looks at him now.

“I asked what you’re doing?” He glared hard.

“Now you’re talking to me?” She folds her arms, with a side smile.

He clears his throat.

“You…continue what you’re doing”

“What?” She feign ignorance.

“What you started…” He said with clenched teeth.

“Hmm…” She trailed standing up to him.

“I don’t want to” She refused.

“Are you testing me?”

“You pushed me to it”

“Lottie…” He grits. She smirks and took a step closer to him, she stood on her toes and whispers to his ear.

“Why? Are you angry? But you can’t do anything, instead of seething at me why don’t you rush over to the bathroom and tend to your…” Her eyes went down his pants which his bulge is still poking out.

“… ticking time bomb…” She finished with a sneer.

“I’ll pay you back for this…”

“No you can’t. You can’t win against me, husband” She looks up daringly.

“Really..?” He grab her closer to him by her waist, their chest slamming.

“Says who?”

“Says me?” She replied toughly.

“I’ll make sure… to get under your skirt” He said determined.

“By all means?” She asks.

“By all means…” He said back.

“Don’t let your guard down husband…” She brought her hand to his face carelessing it.

“I won’t listen to your pleas later…” She completed almost inaudible.

“You should be the one not to let your guard down… I’m not gonna go easy on you, wife” He smirks down challengingly at her.

“Then, shall we let the game begin…”

“It has… right now” He leans down swiftly, and his lips crashes abruptly on hers, getting her completely off guard.

~T.B.C~