Making his way through the airport Stephen was having trouble keeping his heart in one piece. Watching his wife be penetrated by someone he let become a partner in his business, someone he had called a friend for so long, someone he believed would never cross him. Lay between his wife's legs pounding her while she screamed his name.

The look on her face was one he wasn't familiar with. Her sex faces with him never looked the way they were looking for David. She had never screamed his name as loud as she was David's.

He had introduced her into the world of ecstasy and she was loving it.

As he drove he couldn't help but look between the camera feed on his phone to the road. At this point he needed to get home and Raven needed to learn a lesson. Her actions had made his blood boil, his heart break, and his emotions to become unstable all over again.

Stephen was tough until he met her. Raven was his kryptonite everything she did could easily break him down. But her being with someone else hurt him the worst. This was the second time and each time she had went to bed with someone Stephen envied. He could tell just by the way both men she gave herself to would look at her, how they spoke to her, how they would hold her and give her attention. While he admired her body they admired her mind and body.

He was fucking up and loosing his woman day by day. And that couldn't happen again. If he lost Raven the world would loose them both. He wasn't taking the chance of going to jail and he definitely wasn't going to just let her walk away and be happy with someone else.

Fumbling with the house keys he made his way in and up the stairs to their room. He knew the two were finished and David lay cuddled up with her, still naked. He flings the door open making David sit up and Raven to roll back over unbothered.

"You get dressed and bounce."

David shakes his head and laughs. No matter what Stephen had to say Raven would listen he had told her the story once they finished and he didn't blame her. She deserved better. After getting dressed he left, satisfied with the deed he had done knowing he would be right back here tomorrow.

Stephen stood at the foot of the bed waiting for his wife to acknowledge him, but she never did. She kept her eyes glued to her phone as she rubbed her tummy. Looking over her his eyes began to water. She was covered in hickeys and he could still see the faint bite marks he had left on her skin.

"Raven put the phone down before you piss me off."

She continued to ignore him and even went as far as getting up and attempting to walk out but he snatched her arm.

"Let me go."

" So you just gone fuck that nigga in my house and think you not gone pay for that shit."

"Let me go."

He slings her back onto the bed and hovers over her.

"Hit me. Rape me. Do what you do best Stephen. Show me how a real man is supposed to discipline his wife."

Tears rolled down his face as she spoke. Raven couldn't imagine how hurt he was and it was all because of her. If she would have just kept her legs closed they wouldn't be in this situation.

"Did you like it ?"

She smiles and nods her head.

"You could never."

He back hands her making her left cheek turn red.

"Don't ever say shit like that to me again. YOU BELONG TO ME DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT ? HUH ? YOU ROUND HERE PLAYING HOUSE WITH NIGGAS THAT I CALL FAMILY AND YOU THINK THAT SHITS COOL RAVEN? I LOVE YOU AND YOU KEEP DOING DUMB SHIT."

She tries to get from under him. Him saying he loved her was just pissing her off more. At this point she was ready to end it all. He loved her but he had cheated repeatedly the last six months. He loved her but would force her to perform sexual acts on him in front of his business partners. He loved her but he had gone to the states to make promises to bitches instead of getting shit right for his family. His feeling were far from love and she wanted him to understand it. His tears meant nothing compared to her. His pain was nothing compared to what he had caused. And she no longer cared about his feelings seeing as he hadn't cared about hers for months now.

"Get off of me."

"Why? So you can go fuck him again?"

She shakes her head as he gets from off of her. He stares at the red mark now swelling on her face from him slapping her. He didn't care she deserved it for sleeping around. Next time he wouldn't be so nice.

"Even if I did leave you for him I know I would get treated better."

He cocked his hand back and slapped her again causing her to scream from being hit in the same place twice.

"Keep digging yourself in a hole Ray."

"You have one more time to hit me."

"And what?" He scoffs "you gone leave with my kids. Baby you not going nowhere so shut up with all the bullshit. You know you like the life you live. The big house, fancy cars, big back yard, private jet, enough money to buy you the world. And you wanna throw all that shit away for a nigga that drives a air craft carrier, lives in a two story house in the hood, drives a Nissan, and works for me."

"I wanna throw it away for someone who actually gives a fuck about me and the twins. I don't care what he does for a living he would be a better husband than you. Because honestly E you ain't shit and I should have never fucked with you in the first..."

Her sentence is cut short by his fist connecting with her face. She collapses on the floor and crawls to the corner wanting to be left alone.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU. I WANNA GO HOME."

"Keep talking Ray."

He makes his way to the bathroom to shower while his beaten and bleeding wife sobs in the corner.

She couldn't believe that he had actually hit her and now she was terrified what would have happened if she had kept talking.

What if he would have punched or kicked her in the stomach? What if he would have slammed her on the floor? Or worst. What if he would have tried to kill her.

Now Raven was too scared to even speak. She wouldn't be getting out of bed or eating for the next couple of days. Anything he told her to do she knew to do the first time no questions asked.

Coming out of the bathroom he pulled her from the floor and laid her on the bed. Raven was aware of what would happen next and didn't care. Her heart and soul had left her body and she could feel herself becoming this hallow shell. Nothing felt real anymore.

While penetrating her Stephen could see the light leave Ravens eyes. She showed little emotion and didn't even make a sound while he went to work on her. He would wipe the tears streaming down his face as he went deeper into her causing whimpers to leave her mouth, but she wouldn't dare ask him to stop. He had scared her and now she didn't care what he did as long as he didn't kill her and her twins.

When he finished he rolled over and made his way downstairs leaving her naked and unattended. At this point Raven wanted nothing more than to die right now. He had shattered her heart and spirits.

Grabbing the razor from her bedside table she made quick slits on her arm and two deep ones on each. She prayed that he didn't come back in time to stop her from bleeding out but then again she hoped he did. Her act was selfish and she would be taking the twins with her if she let her life slip away. She just wanted the hurt gone, wanted everything to disappear or go back to the way it was before she met Stephen.

As she drifted in and out of consciousness Stephen had finally found his way back into the room. A pool of blood had found its place on the floor and he rushed to her side in panic.

"Why would you be so stupid?"

His waterworks began as he applied pressure to both wrist trying to stop the bleeding.

"Siri call David on speaker."

"Calling David on speaker."

As the phone rung he prayed Raven didn't die on him.

"Yo if you calling to fire me it's cool. I ju..."

"Raven slit her wrist please come help me. I can't loose her."

"I'm on my way. Grab three towels and press as had as you can on both wrist put the third one in the sink and run hit water on it. I'll be there soon."

Stephen did as told as fast as he could to prevent his wife from bleeding out. He couldn't loose her. At least not this way. He needed her here, he wanted to meet his kids. He wanted to be a family, a real family. But he kept fucking up and finding ways to pin it on her so he would feel less shitty. He cried as he watched her come to then pass back out. How did he let things get this bad. He should have never put his hands on her, never.

Moments later David made his way into the room with his bag and laid out the things he needed. She hadn't cut anything major so he just needed to clean her up, stitch the wound then give her and IV and she would be as good as new. Well almost. Looking at her face he shook his head knowing how hot headed his friend could be, but he never thought Stephen would hit someone he claimed to love so much.

"You don't deserve her."

"Just fix her then leave."

He finished up and did exactly what he was told to do. Left. But he would be back to check on her and make sure she was good and had woken back up.

Hours later she finally came to. Her good for nothing husband sat in his gaming chair at then end of the bed looking between her and his phone.

"Why'd you do it Ray? You know I didn't mean to hit you."

She nods her head not wanting to speak, she didn't want to say the wrong thing and he hit her again.

"Baby I'm sorry I'm going to go get help so I won't be a hot head anymore and we can be a family."

She tries to make herself as comfortable as possible with the stupid IV being lodged in her arm.

"Can you just talk to me."

She closes her eyes not wanting to be bothered and drifts off to sleep.